The Viscount Who Loved Me (Bridgertons, #2)

by Julia Quinn

“You’ve never seen a naked man before, have you?” he murmured. She shook her head. “Good.” He leaned forward and plucked one of her slippers from her foot. “You’ll never see another.”

“Anthony, I shall be right back.” “I shall be counting the seconds,”

Was it possible to fall in love with the same man over and over again, every single day?

There was little that brought him more peace than simply holding her in his arms. He didn’t know how any man survived without a woman to love.