Chapter 17This Author has it on the finest authority that two days ago, whilst taking tea at Gunter's, Lady Penwood was hit on the side of her head with a flying biscuit.
This Author is unable to determine who threw the biscuit, but all suspicions point to the establishment's youngest patrons, Miss Felicity Featherington and Miss Hyacinth Bridgerton.
LADY WHISTLEDCWN'S SOCIETY
PAPERS, 21 MAY 1817
Sophie had been kissed before, she had been kissed by Benedict before, but nothing, not a single moment of a single kiss, prepared her for this.
It wasn't a kiss. It was heaven.
He kissed her with an intensity she could barely comprehend, his lips teasing hers, stroking, nibbling, caressing. He stoked a fire within her, a desire to be loved, a need to love in return.
And God help her, when
