Bridgerton 4 - Romancing Mr. Bridgerton by Julia Quinn

Author:Julia Quinn
Format: epub

CHAPTER 13

"Why the hell not?"

Penelope could do nothing but stare for several seconds. "Because ... because ..." she flailed, wondering how she was supposed to explain this. Her heart was breaking, her most terrifying—and exhilarating—secret had been shattered, and

he thought she had the presence of mind to explain herself?

"I realize she's quite possibly the biggest bitch..."

Penelope gasped.

"... that England has produced in this generation at least, but for God's sake, Penelope"—he raked his hand through his hair, then fixed a hard stare on her face—"she was going to take the blame—"

"The credit," Penelope interrupted testily.

"The blame," he continued. "Do you have any idea what will happen to you if people find out who you really are?"

The corners of her lips tightened with impatience ... and irritation at being so obviously condescended to. "I've had over a decade to ruminate the possibility."

His eyes narrowed. "Are you being sarcastic?"

"Not at all," she shot back. "Do you really think I haven't spent a good portion of the last ten years of my life contemplating what would happen if I were found out? I'd be a blind idiot if I hadn't."

He grabbed her by the shoulders, holding tight even as the carriage bumped over uneven cobbles. "You will be ruined, Penelope. Ruined! Do you understand what I am saying?"

"If I did not," she replied, "I assure you I would now, after your lengthy dissertations on the subject when you were accusing Eloise of being Lady Whistledown."

He scowled, obviously annoyed at having his errors thrown in his face. "People will stop talking to you," he continued.

"They will cut you dead—"

"People never talked to me," she snapped. "Half the time they didn't even know I was there. How do you think I was able to keep up the ruse for so long in the first place? I was invisible, Colin. No one saw me, no one talked to me. I just stood and listened, and no one noticed"

"That's not true." But his eyes slid from hers as he said it.

"Oh, it is true, and you know it. You only deny it," she said, jabbing him in the arm, "because you feel guilty."

"I do not!"

"Oh, please," she scoffed. "Everything you do, you do out of guilt."

"Pen—"

"That involves me, at least," she corrected. Her breath was rushing through her throat, and her skin was pricking with heat,

and for once, her soul was on fire. "Do you think I don't know how your family pities me? Do you think it escapes my notice that anytime you or your brothers happen to be at the same party as me, you ask me to dance?"

"We're polite," he ground out, "and we like you."

"And you feel sorry for me. You like Felicity but I don't see you dancing with her every time your paths cross."

He let go of her quite suddenly and crossed his arms. "Well, I don't like her as well as I do you."

She blinked, knocked rather neatly off her verbal stride. Trust him to go and compliment her in the middle of an argument.

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