“Gareth sucked in a breath. Hyacinth’s brother wasn’t going to make this easy on him. But that didn’t matter. He had vowed… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“She tried to remind herself that beauty was only skin deep, but that didn't offer any helpful excuses when she was berating… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“I understand that you are an accomplished swords-man,” she finally said. He eyed her curiously. Where was she going with this? “I… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“Miss Bridgerton,” he said, “the devil himself couldn’t scare you.” She forced her eyes to meet his. “That’s not a compliment, is… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“You have a minute and a half left." "Fine," she snapped. "Then I'll reduce this conversation to one single fact. Today I… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“This is a wonderful day,” Anthony was muttering to himself. “A wonderful day.” He looked up sharply at Gareth. “You don’t have… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“First of all, this goes no further than this room." "Agreed," she said quickly. Anthony looked pointedly at Simon. "Of course," he… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“I can live with you hating me," he said to the closed door. "I just can't live without you.” — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“Well,” he said with an affected sigh, “you have my approval, at least.” “Why?” Hyacinth asked suspiciously. “It would be an excellent… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“You’ll be seeing him tomorrow night, anyway.” “I am?” Hyacinth asked, at precisely the moment Mr. St. Clair said, “She will?” “You’re… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“He turned to her. “Didn’t you see the lightning strike the steeple?” She recovered with a sip of tea, then smiled sweetly.… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“Oh, God, Francesca,Now there’s a good one.Why?Why? Why?” He gave each one a different tenor, as if he were testing out the… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“I’m not trying to impress you,” he replied, glancing up at the front of the room. “Gads,” he said, blinking in surprise.… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
