I do love it when I am right,” Hyacinth said triumphantly.
“Which is fortunate, since I so often am.”
Penelope just looked at her. “You do know that you are
insufferable.”
“Of course.” Hyacinth leaned toward Penelope with a
devilish smile. “But you love me, anyway, admit it.”
“I admit nothing until the end of the evening.”
“After we have both gone deaf?”
“After we see if you behave yourself.”
Hyacinth laughed. “You married into the family. You
have to love me. It’s a contractual obligation.”
“Funny how I don’t recall that in the wedding vows.”
“Funny,” Hyacinth returned, “I remember it perfectly

Autore: Julia Quinn