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“Colin, you’re being ridiculous.”
“Ridiculous?” Colin asked, holding the door open for Penelope. “I’m being ridiculous? You’re the one who’s-”
“Me? Are you quite serious?” she said, taking the car keys, he was holding out to her to store them in her purse. “I’m simply-”
“Whoa, what’s the matter with the two of you?” Daphne’s voice pulled them out of the row they were now having in the middle of Violet Bridgerton’s dining room, all eyes on them.
“Trouble in paradise?” Benedict smirked.
“I told you, you could do better than Colin,” Eloise supplied, though her concerned expression betrayed the snark in her comment.
Penelope gave her a reprimanding look. “It’s nothing.” Seeing Colin opening his mouth, she added: “It’s quite literally the definition of a non-issue!”
“Of course it’s an issue, Pen. You might as well tell the whole world that you don’t love me anymore!”
“What? Everyone knows Penelope is mad for you, Col,” Anthony said, the other Bridgertons eagerly nodding along.
"I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you,” Colin muttered.
Shocked gazes landed on an exasperated Penelope. “Are you even listening to yourself? This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“It’s not!”
“Really?” Penelope challenged. “Then go on, tell them what terrible thing I did to you.”
Colin gave her a look and turned to his siblings.
“The love interest in Pen’s new book will be blonde!”