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He’d always reminded her of a lion, fierce and predatory, filled with restless energy His hair, too, was tawny, hovering in that curious state between light brown and dark blond, and he wore it rakishly, defying convention by keeping it just long enough to tie in a short queue at the back of his neck He was tall, although not overly so, with an athlete’s grace and strength and a face that was just ih to be handsome, rather than pretty

And his eyes were blue Really blue Uncomfortably blue

Uncoave her head a little shake That had to be quite the ht that had ever entered her head Her own eyes were blue, and there was certainly nothing uncomfortable about that

“And what brings you here, Miss Bridgerton?” he asked “I hadn’t realized you were such a lover of music”

“If she loved music,” Lady D said from behind him, “she’d have already fled to France”

“She does hate to be left out of a conversation, doesn’t she?” hearound “Ow!”

“Cane?” Hyacinth asked sweetly

“She’s a threat to society,” he muttered

Hyacinth watched with interest as he reached behind hi his head, wrapped his hand around the cane and wrenched it fro it to her, “you will look after this, won’t you? She won’t need it while she’s sitting down”

Hyacinth’s mouth fell open Even she had never dared to interfere with Lady Danbury’s cane

“I see that I have finally i back in his chair with the expression of one who is quite pleased with himself

“Yes,” Hyacinth said before she could stop herself “I mean, no I mean, don’t be silly I certainly haven’t been not impressed by you”

“How gratifying,” he murmured

“What I ether, “was that I haven’t really thought about it one way or the other”

He tapped his heart with his hand “Wounded,” he said flippantly “And right through the heart”