When He Was Wicked (Bridgertons, #6)

by Julia Quinn

“I am shopping for a husband,” she said, speaking to him as if he were a halfwit. “How mercenarily put,” he murmured.

“It isn’t gossip,” Hyacinth retorted. “It’s the honest dissemination of information.”

And I hope you will not think me foolish when I also extend my thanks. Thank you, Michael, for letting my son love her first.