#Writer: ofpotsandkettlesx

[bridgertonjameshook]

Will you- I mean - Will you M-

Here he was standing in front of Wendy, while thinking of another woman. A woman that was no member of the ton like Wendy was. A woman with character, too much character for anyone's taste but James his. There was no denying that he loved Tina Bell. But she didn't want him, and the woman in front of him did. Tina wanted Peter, he knew this - heard of it by a boy named Tootles. And here he was thinking his mother was a monster.

Then again as an orphan maybe his parents didn't name him, tootles.

His eyes fell on Tina for the first time in weeks. He avoided her, and then eventually they came together one night, but she had called it a mistake.

He scratched his throat. The right thing to do was to propose to Wendy, get children for his linage, and - Again he looked at Tina. As if he expected her to save him, his eyes fell down.

Why would she?

"Will you - I mean - Will you M-"

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[maythehighgroundbewithyou]

May I find you ? - Tina Bell & James Hook

The Hook family was all but pristine, well known for their advanced boats that were both used for travel and exchanging of goods to southern countries. It wasn't that strange that they were a member of the ton, however they weren't as extravagant despite their money. One could say there were troubles with the beloved couple, miss and mister Hook, who haven't shared a bed in quite some time. Out of their loveless marriage came but one son, no daughters. Something the lady of the house seemed to despise, but then again, everything about her son did. Perhaps it was therefore the son had not been seen into his loving mother's arms for years - he had been off to university as soon as the man could flap its wings, and it was no wonder that Miss Wistledown found interest in this poor young man who came of age - and yet had to be wed.

James found his way home on a Sunday afternoon, the bees were quietly bussing on the flowers, when his eyes befell on a young maiden with blond hair - a maid. She was tending the garden, and he didn't think much of it, yet the sight stung into his eyes for a reason unbeknownst to him. "Hello Mother." He greeted once he entered the house only to be met with a cold stare. "James..." She said briefly before tapping with her cane on the floor. "You must be tired, go get some rest." He nodded towards her invitation (though he knew it was more a demand than a request - she wanted him out of her sight as quickly as possible.) " That I shall." He even yawned and left his mother, so she could continue to gossip and share tea with one of her many associates. Either way, this would be a long night.

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