Julia Quinn Quote

You don’t know, Anthony said, his voice low and nearly shaking with rage. You don’t know what he has done. No more than what you have done, I’m sure, Violet said slyly. Precisely! Anthony roared. Good God, I know what is going on in his brain right now, and it has nothing to do with poetry and roses. Simon pictured laying Daphne down on a bed of rose petals. Well, maybe roses, he murmured. I’m going to kill him, Anthony announced. These are tulips, anyway, Violet said primly, from Holland. And Anthony, you really must summon control of your emotions. This is most unseemly. He is not fit to lick Daphne’s boots. Simon’s head filled with more erotic images, this time of himself licking her toes. He decided not to comment. Besides, he had already decided that he wasn’t going to allow his thoughts to wander in such directions. Daphne was Anthony’s sister, for God’s sake. He couldn’t seduce her. I refuse to listen to another disparaging word about his grace, Violet stated emphatically, and that is the end of the subject. But— I don’t like your tone, Anthony Bridgerton! Simon thought he heard Daphne choke on a chuckle, and he wondered what that was all about. If it would please Your Motherhood, Anthony said in excruciatingly even tones, I would like a private word with his grace. This time I’m really going to get that vase, Daphne announced, and dashed from the room. Violet crossed her arms, and said to Anthony, I will not have you mistreat a guest in my home. I shan’t lay so much as a hand on him, Anthony replied. I give you my word. Having never had a mother, Simon was finding this exchange fascinating. Bridgerton House was, after all, technically Anthony’s house, not his mother’s, and Simon was impressed that Anthony had refrained from pointing this out. It’s quite all right, Lady Bridgerton, he interjected. I’m sure Anthony and I have much to discuss. Anthony’s eyes narrowed. Much.