Anthony stares at the dancing couples, his gaze heated. He can feel the unrational anger that is coursing through his veins, as his eyes return to one particular woman and her dance partner over and over again.

He clenches his hands to fists on his side. He does not understand. Or maybe he does and his denial only serves as fuel for his growing irritation.

This woman vexes him, has somehow done so since the beginning of the season. And it only worsenes by the day. For beneath the anger, the irritation, lies also something else. Something hungry.

Yes, Anthony Bridgerton wants her. Undeniably, irrevocably. And he has no idea what to do about it.