Penelope Featherington, the insipid wallflower she is, has been in love with Mister Colin Bridgerton for the better part of her whole life but has never actually done anything about it. While any advances she has made have ended in failure, what happens when she is the one being advanced on? Will Mister Bridgerton realize what has been in front of him all along? Will secrets tear society apart? *Disclaimer* This is the first fan fic I have ever written so I apologize if any of this is historically inaccurate or if this is written horribly. I will attempt some spicy material but I have never written that before so bear with me.