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Goddamn
But all the same, he was glad that it would be March when he disembarked in London, too early in the year for Francesca to have arrived for the season.
well
He couldn’t resist one last flirtation. “I hope you are including yourself in those ranks, Violet.” And then a voice from the door: “Are you flirting with my mother?” It was Francesca,
THAT'S CRAZY
She had remembered how he took it—milk, no sugar.
this is how everyone in these damn books takes their tea
“I’ll be twenty-seven at the end of April. I don’t think it’s so odd that I might want a child.”
her and eloise's birthday <3
Benedict was tall,
yes he is
She’d looked at him, and she’d seen something entirely new. She’d seen a man. And it scared the very devil out of her.
giiiirl
“I don’t know how well you remember him, but your father was a very large man. As tall as Benedict and perhaps even broader in the shoulders. You just wouldn’t think that a bee . . .” She stopped, pulling out a crisp, white handkerchief and holding it to her lips as she cleared her throat. “Well, it was unexpected. I don’t really know what else to say, except . . .” She turned to her daughter with achingly wise eyes. “Except I imagine you understand better than anyone.”
and if i start sobbing? what then?
“What about his regard for you?” Hyacinth said.
clocked
“Yes, but that was ages ago,” Hyacinth said with a dramatic sigh, “before I understood what a rake was.” “You don’t understand that now,” Violet said sharply.
LMFAO HYACINTH
“Haven’t you guessed?” He poked his head back out from under the sheet, and he looked so ill she wanted to cry. “I have malaria.”
HUH
It was something in the way she moved. Something in the way she breathed. Something in the way she merely was.
to be loved
Francesca actually felt her chin drop. “Mother,” she said, shaking her head, “you really should have stopped at seven.” “Children, you mean?” Violet asked, sipping at her tea. “Sometimes I do wonder.” “Mother!” Hyacinth exclaimed.
oh my god
“It took her eight tries to get it right,” Hyacinth announced, thrusting the salt cellar at her mother with a decided lack of grace.
queen
“there are a lot of women in London who would be rather pleased to be, how did you say it, conducting an affair with me.”
jesus
“Tell me something wicked,” he said, using his best trying-to-sound-as-if-he’d-just-thought-of-it voice, when of course he never forgot anything she said to him. “Tell me something wicked,” he said again, more slowly this time. “That was it. You rather liked me when I was wicked. You were always so curious about my exploits.”
he is such a flirt
Not twenty minutes after she left Michael’s bedchamber, a note arrived from Violet informing her that her brother Colin—who had been traveling in the Mediterranean for months—had just returned to London, and Violet would have to postpone her visit.
thank you timeline
Lady Danbury’s mouth clamped together into a frighteningly serious line. “I’m going to have to do something,” she said.
not lady danbury starting drama
“I’d forgotten how handsome he was,” Kate murmured. Francesca glared at her. “He’s very tanned,” Sophie added.
lvugvclutlutv
“He is handsome.” Sophie sighed. “All that delicious black hair.” “Sophie!” Francesca exclaimed. “Well, he is,” Sophie said defensively. “And you didn’t say anything to Kate when she made the same comment.” “You’re both married,” Francesca muttered.
KIJGO:IS:JGR"
Michael shrugged. “I’ve been to my club.”
i should be at the club
And then Colin said, “You should just marry her, you know.”
colin is driving this ship
“Say the word,” Michael said, in a voice she had never dreamed could cross his lips, “and I will crush his ribs.”
damn.
Three hours later, Francesca was sitting in her bedroom back at Kilmartin House when she heard Michael return.
what i have learned is everytime a bridgerton book reached the 50% mark, shit is about to go down
“Just once, actually. This afternoon, as a matter of fact.”
Crazy
“Nothing amiss,” he said, “although I do bear news.” She tilted her head, waiting for his reply. “Your brother has become betrothed.” “Colin?” she asked in surprise.
CRAZY
“I appreciate your thoughtfulness. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a wedding in the family. Not since—” Mine, they both realized she’d been about to say.
Damn
“Shut the door,” he said, nodding at the open doorway behind her.
Oh my god
“Michael!” she shrieked. “Sadly,” he said in a dry voice, “not said in the same tones I heard from you last night.”
Bitch
A full foot, to be precise.
height difference trope
“Dream of me,” he said softly.
yeah i'd fold
“You’re such a man,” she said with a scowl.
yup
Francesca finally turned and faced Violet, pulling her hand out of her mother’s grasp. “Again?” she asked. Lucy and Gregory had been married for less than two years, but this would be their second child.
GREGORY GET OFF HER
future Duke of Hastings—otherwise known as Davey,
go and look up at the poor guy's head on spinning
