youre sat reading on your bed, anthony, your husband, behind you. you and anthony share a bedroom in the bridgerton estate, it’s very large and has its own en-suite. the room completely silent: it’s almost 1am, yet you’re both very much awake. light of many candles fill the room sufficiently as they flicker softly. you’re sat inbetween anthony’s legs with your back to him as he peppers kisses on the back of your neck. his ring-covered hands smoothing your dress.

“i love you.”