kiss scenario for matilda

[Benedict Bridgerton]

Kiss + 16 ... to comfort them.

Matilda Ramsbury

[Matilda Ramsbury]

The sun was setting behind Aubrey Hall, casting a warm orange glow over the horizon, announcing that the day was coming to an end soon. The tall trees surrounding the grounds rustled with the gentle wind, and the grass beneath Matilda's feet swayed in response.

The Marchioness adjusted her grip on her mallet, still replaying the pall-mall game in her head. She had the opportunity to join the Bridgertons for a few days at their country estate and the plan for that afternoon had been a very avid competition of pall-mall that nor her nor Benedict Bridgerton had won. Yet, she appeared less preoccupied with the matter than him.

"I finally accept that I'm am the worst pall-mall player." she said, her voice sweet and melodic. Tilly was not the most enthusiastic person when it came to sports, she accepted her well deserved defeat with ease and preferred to focus on the enjoyment rather than on the competitive side of the matter.

Matilda couldn't help but notice that Benedict wasn't really listening to her, he hadn't said a word since they had finished the game and the scenario didn't seem to be heading for a change. No other words left her lips, instead she took in the moment to study him.

His handsome face was creased with a worried frown, and she could see a small drop of sweat on his forehead from their earlier game. Something was bothering him, of that the Marchioness was sure.

In a not very gentle way, Tilly tugged on the sleeve of his shirt and pulled him aside from the gravel path and the eyes of his siblings."What is it?" she asked, her tone gentle as the accidental brush of her fingers on his. "What is tormenting you, Lord Bridgerton?"

Benedict Bridgerton

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