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[Benedict Bridgerton]

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    It was something that she was not certain that she would ever find not surprising. The Bridgerton's. They were like everything that one might have read in a book, but there was so much more to them. They were kind, intelligent, and each one an individual and proud of it. Sometimes they disagreed, yes, but it always ended in then coming together again. There was never shouting or any severe aggression. It all worked each other out. More than that the fact that they accepted her was beyond her and always surprising whenever she conversed with any of them or, as they had tonight, gathered for one reason or another. Tonight had been a gathering to celebrate Lady Bridgerton's birthday, during which she felt part of them and it was something that stretched beyond their wedding vows. Benedict was reassuring there, but the entire family wiped those thoughts from her mind. And bit by bit, she certainly felt more and more like one of them. Beyond anything material, any jewelry or fine fabric would come as a second gift compared to this family, to Benedict.



    That being said, she was quite eager to be with just him, still feeling as though she was in the blissful state of being newly married. Anytime spent with him be it with his - their family or alone was more than she could have asked for. Hence, there was a grin on her face, moving fast to the carriage waiting to return them home, his hand held tightly, almost pulling him inside.



    "You embarrassed me this evening." Her words said with the softest of smiles, or rather a smirk, small, trying to hide it, but the act did not last long, broken by her laughter, moving to sit by his side at the carriage took off, reaching for his hand. He never could embarrass her, not truly. He could cause her to fluster, feel butterflies in her chest, and case her cheeks to turn the color of cherries, but not mortify her. All she wanted was to make make him smile or laugh. Perhaps both. Moving a little, Sophie took his hand, squeezing it tight and bringing it to her lips, relaxing, overjoyed and more at ease than she had ever been in her life, the feeling only growing with time. She both hoped and knew that the feeling would continue and grow through out there lives. 


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[Benedict Bridgerton]

I'm not bound by                                  

Tonight had been wonderful -- to say the least. They had all come together to celebrate his mother's birthday and what a celebration it had been. Benedict knew that there would be those who judged his relationship -- his now marriage with Sophie, but he paid them no attention. His mother and siblings were embracing her and family, was everything to him. She was now his family as well. So he wanted nothing more than for everyone to come together, keeping thoughts of rank, status and past challenges out of their minds. Tonight, proved just how possible that was. ◈   ◈   ◈  ◈  ◈ It had reached its inevitable conclusion, but Benedict was happy to be going home as well. Having the companionship of his wife made it easy to depart these family gatherings; the promise of spending the night holding her and being in her company was all Benedict needed. She led them to the carriage as he helped her inside -- not that she truly needed it. And settled comfortably in it, with her by his side. A fortunate thing for he would have certainly shifted his position to be as close to her as possible. ◈   ◈   ◈  ◈  ◈ He smirked in return, chuckling at her comment that was met with laughter upon saying it. He moved his arm so that it was rested behind her, outstretched behind her as his hand, casually hung off her shoulder. He smiled, gaze filled with ardent love for her as she kissed his hand, nestling even closer to her for any distance between them was too much. "Did I now?" He asked with playful innocence, knowing exactly what he was doing. "I can't seem to help it," he confessed. "I rather enjoy seeing that flush of colour touch your cheeks and being the cause of it," he added on teasingly, leaning forward to kiss her cheek in a lingering kiss. Tag ali Note: Better layout coming soon!

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