For those who may not know, the tl:dr is this: back in 2018, Shonda Rhimes, a USian producer of several very successful shows, bought the rights to adapt Julia Quinn’s very white genre romance Bridgertons book series (see footnote 1). Three series within that universe have been released by Netflix since, with a fourth coming out later this summer.
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There were a couple of days worth of panic involved, but I managed to find one book that fit the theme for this month’s TBR Challenge.
Apparently I had started this novel at some point in the past–I know this because there was a receipt (the emergency bookmark par excellence) stuck between pages 72 and 73–but for one reason or another I had put it down and misplaced it. As in, shelved it with the rest of the Bridgerton books, which I have read.
It’s a good thing I realized I had not, actually, finished it, for a number of reasons (thou shall not shelve unread books among their already-read brethren, being just one of them).
Without further ado:
It’s In His Kiss, by Julia Quinn
This is the seventh book in the original Bridgerton siblings books. Set in the Regency, the series follows the lives and misadventures of eight siblings. The eldest is the current Viscount, after his father untimely death at the very young age of thirty nine, from an allergic reaction to a bee sting. Named in alphabetical order, we have Anthony, Benedict, Colin, Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory and Hyacinth.
Clever readers will have noticed that the books are not written following order of birth. Indeed, women at the time were expected to marry shortly after making their debut at age seventeen or eighteen, while the males could remain happily single well into their thirties. Ergo, the first story is Daphne’s, not Anthony’s, and Hyacinth’s comes before Gregory’s.
Here’s the blurb, from my slightly battered print copy:
Her Hands, My Hands 