Miss Bridgerton, he said, the devil himself couldnt scare you.She forced her eyes to meet his. Thats not a compliment, is it?He lifted her hand to his lips, brushing a feather-light kiss across her knuckles. Youll have to figure that out for yourself, he murmured.To all who observed, he was the soul of propriety, but Hyacinth caught the daring gleam in his eye, and she felt the breath leave her body as tingles of electricity rushed across her skin. Her lips parted, but she had nothing to say, not a single word. There was nothing but air, and even that seemed in short supply.And then he straightened as if nothing had happened and said, Do let me know what you decide.She just stared at him.About the compliment, he added. I am sure you will wish to let me know how I feel about you.Her mouth fell open.He smiled. Broadly. Speechless, even. Im to be commended.YouNo. No, he said, lifting one hand in the air and pointing toward her as if what he really wanted to do was place his finger on her lips and shush her. Dont ruin it. The moment is too rare.
About This Quote
About Julia Quinn, It's in His Kiss
Julia Quinn, It's in His Kiss.
Themes
- Humor — Witty observations and humorous takes on everyday life