The Duke and I (Bridgertons, #1)

by Julia Quinn

Instead, she was wondering why she had the most bizarre urge to throw her arms around the duke and never let go.

“Any man, you’ll soon learn, has an insurmountable need to blame someone else when he is made to look a fool.”

he burned for her. When he saw her across a crowded room, his skin grew hot, and when he saw her in his dreams, he went up in flames.

kissing her became a matter of self-preservation. It was simple. If he did not kiss her now, if he did not consume her, he would die.

When his lips finally covered hers, he was not gentle. He was not cruel, but the pulse of his blood was too ragged, too urgent, and his kiss was that of a starving lover, not that of a gentle suitor.

And in that moment, as he slowly closed the distance between them, he became her entire world.

To say that men can be bullheaded would be insulting to the bull. Lady Whistledown’s Society Papers, 2 June 1813

“And if you say that’s because you lot barged into her home like a herd of mentally deficient sheep, I’m disowning all three of you.”