I never feel love .... until I found you- Bridgerton

We will be free

28 September

— Miss, can I do something for you before I go in my room ?

This was a lady's maid from the Bridgerton. That frights me.

— Oh, no. Thanks you very much. I wish you a good night.

— Good night, miss.

I have invaded the kitchen to write, there is something about this space that inspires me. I'm working on a story for Hortense. I've never done that but there's a first to everything. This place is quiet and isolated, my room is too, but I don't know, it's different. When I settle down, I surprise the servants, this was not a room where we usually stayed. Where was I ? Yes, the mice were about to solve their first clue.

— Who .... Gabrielle?

Wh ... is this .... my heart leapt... It is Colin... 27 days till the wedding.

— Colin... you scared me.

— I didn't mean to.

I couldn't help but blush when I saw him. He come closer to me and sit down:

— I didn't expect to see you here and now," he says softly.

— Neither did I. I thought everyone was asleep.

— They are. What are you writing? he asks when he sees my quill and ink.

— It's... a story for Hortense.

— About ?

— It's inspired by Perrault's tales, about .... mice," I say, laughing.

I feel like an idiot, writing this. It was meant to be between me and Hortense. He gave me the most beautiful smile.

— And what are those mice doing?

— It's silly, they...

Yes, it's definitely silly.

— I really want to know what they're doing, it's not silly. I'm in need of mice in my life," he replies very seriously.

— They... have to solve a disappearance, one of their own has disappeared, they talk and have personalities... they've just found the first clue, I replies while laughing.

He shouts: "Mouse investigators, you're fabulous !

— It's a story for Hortense.

— I'm not lying. You're wonderful, so thoughtful, captivating, sweet, funny, beautiful, inspiring.

­— Colin... I whisper, charm.

— It's true. Since we're all alone, I can do this... if you allow me.

He gently raises my face with his hand, our eyes were face to face, the air became electric. Oh, Colin...

— It's .... we ....

My breathing became shaky, if he keeps looking at me, I will lose control. I inhale to calm my breathing. Resist, resist... He gently grabs my hand, I shiver, I have to... control myself. He bent down to my hand and .... kiss it. More shivers, I ... I swallow, it is hot, very hot. My urge to touch him escalates. This isn't right, not until it's official. I can't.

— Colin... we... we shouldn't... we shouldn't even... be alone right now.

I regain my composure; Colin is still holding my hand. I take a breath and try to order my thoughts. Colin stops and wait for me.

— I promised myself I wouldn't do anything that would be ... like what we're doing. I .... I want to kiss you, I do... I love you Colin but.... uh... I swallow again, I don't want to lose control, not now, not until we are married. I... It wouldn't be... I made a promise to wait until marriage for this, to kiss you. It's important to me.