“Perfect!” Eloise exclaimed, clapping her hands together. Phillip took his shot, allowing himself a slow, satisfied smile as the target was brought forward. “Oh.” She shut her mouth with alacrity, watching with interest as he focused on the target. “Be quiet,” Phillip told her, lips twitching. “They shoot badly until I decide the match isn’t worth it, and then they all have fun.”
“They do this every time,” Eloise said to Phillip. It’s no fun to play with bad sports.” She directed the last two words quite vehemently toward her brothers.
Phillip stepped up to the chalk line, pausing only to listen as Eloise said, “Don’t you decide to give up.” He took his turn, as did Colin, both men putting in a bit more effort than Anthony had, but still coming up off the mark. “You’re not even trying!” Eloise accused.Īnthony just turned to Benedict and said, “I hate shooting with her.” He lifted his arm and fired off a shot, but his heart clearly was not into it, and he was off by five inches. “We have to do all five rounds,” she said officiously. He took the gun from her hands and set it on the table to be reloaded. “Get something for me, too,” Colin called out.Įloise turned to Anthony. Should I ever need to defend my home, I shall know who to send out to the front line.” “Clearly.”Įloise looked at him with glowing eyes. “Where did you learn to do that?” he asked, trying not to gape.
Phillip blinked in surprise as the footman brought forth the target. He stayed, though, watching his sister with a bored expression as she lifted her arm and, without even appearing to aim, fired. “You certainly are,” Gregory said, slumping against a tree. “Are we going to shoot?” Eloise demanded. Phillip bit his lip to contain his smile. “Did the two of you grow up in an orphanage?” he asked. “You’ve got to be quick if you want to eat.”Īnthony looked at the two of them with disgust. “It’s a wonder I haven’t starved,” he grumbled, “younger brother that I am.”Ĭolin shrugged. Her perfect husband wouldn’t be so moody and ill-mannered, and while Phillip was certainly handsome, he was a large brute of a man, rough and rugged, and totally unlike the London gentlemen vying for her hand.Gregory let out an annoyed sigh. The beautiful woman on his doorstep was anything but quiet, and when she stopped talking long enough to close her mouth, all he wanted to do was kiss her… and more.Did he think she was mad? Eloise Bridgerton couldn’t marry a man she had never met! But then she started thinking… and wondering… and before she knew it, she was in a hired carriage in the middle of the night, on her way to meet the man she hoped might be her perfect match. Sir Phillip Crane knew that Eloise Bridgerton was a spinster, and so he’d proposed, figuring that she’d be homely and unassuming, and more than a little desperate for an offer of marriage.
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