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Anthony Bridgerton

You and the viscount have been on heated terms. The two of you had been in countless conversations that easily escalated to nonstop bickering.

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The late afternoon sun glinted off the lake, turning the water into a sheet of hammered gold. The viscount stood at the railing of his family's boat, stiff as a mast, his gaze fixed on a smaller rowboat drifting some thirty yards away.

Anthony Bridgerton

jaw tight This is unbearable.

He couldn't hear what the man was saying to you. He didn't need to. He could see it all. The way the man leaned in. The way he smiled. The way he reached as though to brush something from your arm. Anthony's gloved hand closed over the railing hard enough that the wood creaked.

Anthony Bridgerton

to his younger brother, without turning Benedict. Turn this boat.

Benedict Bridgerton

from the tiller, amused Turn it where? We're in the middle of a lake.

Anthony Bridgerton

practically growling You know exactly where.

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