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Huh. This sheep-like creature is smarter than I would’ve guessed.

When the elevator arrives, Leo leaps into it and presses the button for Adrian’s studios.

Seriously smart.

As soon as we reach our destination, Leo wags his tail and runs out into the hallway. I hurry after him. Soon, we reach the room where Adrian is working on something.

“Sorry to interrupt,” I say when Adrian takes his headphones off.

“I was almost done,” he says. “What happened? You’re glowing.”

“I got the job,” I blurt. Then, overwhelmed with positive emotions, I run up to my husband-to-be and peck him on the cheek.

Adrian holds his cheek as though I’ve burned or slapped it. “What job?”

Crap. I shouldn’t have invaded his personal space like that.

“The library called,” I say, my face undoubtedly red. “And made me an offer.”

He frowns. “The job Leo allegedly ruined for you?”

I ruffle the fur on the dog’s head. “I guess he didn’t ruin it, after all. Sorry about that.”

Adrian’s frown morphs into a smile. “That’s wonderful.”

“I know, right?” I resist the urge to peck him again, or more.

“We have to celebrate,” Adrian states.

I bob my head. “Definitely. But not too hard—tomorrow is my first day.”

He flashes his white teeth in a grin. “We’ll do whatever you want.”

Oh, the images. In a flash, I see us celebrating in bed, with candles all around and him making my every fantasy come true.

He cocks his head, vaguely Leo-like. “You have something specific in mind, don’t you?”

“Yes.” My face now feels like one of the imaginary candles has set it on fire.

He looks particularly roguish as he demands, “What would you like to do?”

“Bridgerton,” I say.

Obviously, there’s no way I’d tell him what I just realized I “really want.”

I want him to help me rid myself of virginity.

More specifically, I want him to be the one to perform the GD.

CHAPTER 24

ADRIAN

“Bridgerton?” I stare at Jane in confusion.

“Yes.”

“But… what about it?” I recall her admission about owning—and wearing—corsets, to Yoda’s dismay.

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