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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Nov 10, 2021 22:51:35 GMT
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
the difficulty . . . love itself."
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 10, 2021 23:57:01 GMT
i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony was not accustomed to upset woman. Growing up with four sisters, he was rather used to woman getting worked up in an argument and making sure they were heard. Elizabeth however, had a tendency of throwing things which . . . Anthony was not overly used to. The conversation had started somewhat calmly, and then slowly started to escalate. It was the first few weeks of their marriage and things were actually going quite well. Now of course, there was going to be the occasional spat or two that simply came with living with someone new and growing used to their habits and tendencies. A great deal of it learned only after marriage.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ So the conversation turned into a bit of an argument, their tones growing increasingly more serious and agitated. Now, Anthony was unsure as to whether she was actually going to throw something at him, especially as she was talking . . . so he quickly moved forward, prompting her to move a few steps backwards until her back was against the wall. His hands held either of hers against the wall, a gentle hold but one meant to deter her from being able to reach for anything.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ He was going to tell her to calm down, to stop talking . . . and yet, with their faces so close, mere inches apart, Anthony decided to take an entirely different approach when it came to silencing her. He closed the small distance between them, pressing his lips against hers in a heated kiss to express both his frustration with the conversation . . . but more dominantly, passion.
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Post by Elizabeth Davenport on Nov 11, 2021 0:50:57 GMT
It took a lot for Elizabeth to get upset. Most things just brushed past her and she didn't spend a lot of time fretting over them. But Anthony seemed to have a special talent for getting under her skin. It wasn't that he annoyed her all the time, because that certainly wasn't the case. No, it would not have been a good marriage if he could annoy her so easily and with everything he did. Their good moments outshone the bad ones but right now, Elizabeth felt like she just wanted to throw things at his head. Anthony had, of course, already been introduced to her desire to throw things during their engagement. Benedict was also someone that often got items thrown at him. It seemed the Bridgerton brothers had quite the habit of sending Lizzie off like this.
He just couldn't cut it off. He couldn't stop talking because Elizabeth just needed him to do so. She felt her hand reach out to grab something to haul at him. She never aimed the items directly at her target because even in her rage, she didn't want to hurt anyone. A pillow was sometimes aimed for the face but never a book or something similar. But Elizabeth found her hand was unable to make purchase on anything as Anthony walked towards her, making her back up until her back hit the wall.
Her eyes went wide. "What on Earth . . .?" Her question was cut off by the way he just stared at her. Elizabeth didn't even realized he'd taken her wrists and pinned them to the wall as well. She was completely at his disposal. Then he leaned in and kissed her. Lizzie was caught by surprise by the action but found herself melting into the kiss nevertheless. After only being married a few weeks, they had never done anything like this but Elizabeth found herself yearning for his touch.
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