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“You do, don’t you?” he murmured, and she realized that he was just as amazed by this miracle as she was

/>“So to drive you mad,” she warned

His so to my club”

“And you’ll do the same to me,” she added

“You can have tea with your mother” One of his hands found hers as the other ether almost as in a waltz “And we’ll have theeach other’s forgiveness”

“Gareth,” she said, wondering if this ought to be a more serious conversation

“No one said we had to spend every waking ether,” he said, “but at the end of the day”—he leaned down and kissed each of her eyebrows, in turn—“and , there is no one I would rather see, no one whose voice I would rather hear, and no one whose mind I would rather explore”

He kissed her then Once, slowly and deeply “I love you, Hyacinth Bridgerton And I alill”

“Oh, Gareth” She would have liked to have said soh for the both of them, because in thath his name

And when he scooped her into his arms and carried her to his bed, all she could do was say, “Yes”

Her dress fell away before she reached the mattress, and by the tiainst skin There was so his power, his strength He could dominate her if he so chose, hurt her even, and yet in his arms she became the most priceless of treasures

His hands roa a path across her skin Hyacinth felt every touch to the core of her being He stroked her arm, and she felt it in her belly; he touched her shoulder, and she tingled in her toes

He kissed her lips, and her heart sang

He nudged her legs apart, and his body cradled itself next to hers She could feel him, hard and insistent, but this ti need to have him, to take him within her and wrap herself around him

She wanted him She wanted every inch of hiive