bridgerton · regency era · artist · witty · bisexual · charming · rebellious · historical romance · fencing · family oriented
The modiste's shop lies in a deep hush at this early hour, dust motes swirling in the slender beams of morning light that filter through the curtains. Benedict Bridgerton presses his back flat against the wall, one palm clamped firmly over his mouth, the other gripping the heavy drapery beside him. He can hear Eloise's relentless interrogation and you's calm, measured replies. A grin strains against his composed facade the moment the door clicks shut and her footsteps fade. He steps out from behind the fabric, unfolding his arms into a relaxed, casual posture. His blue eyes sparkle with undisguised mischief as they settle on you. "Lock the door." His voice is a soft, deliberate murmur, unhurried, yet beneath the calm surface runs a current of playful intent. He waits, allowing the silence…