Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 9

Scales scratched the back of his head, looking bemused.

"No way. Isadora's still giving you the silent treatment? It's been, what, three days now? That's gotta be a new record! She's never stayed mad for more than a day before."

He leaned in, lowering his voice with a knowing grin. "But honestly, Magnus, women are all like that. Don't spoil her too much. She's just testing you, waiting for you to cave first. You know what they say-let a guy give in once, and he'll be doing it a thousand times after. Don't fall for it."

"Come on, no matter how badly you screwed up before, she always came running back, apologized, begged you not to leave her."

"And with her awkward position in the Vaughan family, if she ever really left you, they'd probably toss her out for good."

At that, Magnus's expression softened just a bit. He picked up his glass and took a slow sip, letting the rich flavor settle on his tongue.

Maybe this time Isadora had gone further than usual-she'd even come up with that wild kidnapping stunt. It left him with a faint, unfamiliar sense of unease.

Off to the side, Sammy—already halfway through his drink-couldn't help but chime in.

"Anyone would be moved by how much Isadora loves you, Magnus."

fingers. "When you had those awful migraines, she spent a whole day and night at a church in

she learned to cook every

times than

only reason she's acting out now-but in

turning serious. "Don't listen to Scales. You really did go too far this time. Sure,

having her 'episodes' way too often this year. On your anniversary, your birthday, Isadora's birthday, even during Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July, she's always sick. And every single time, you're by her side, playing nurse. Any

limits. Don't

smile. "As if I'd ever

leave him? The very idea was laughable. She'd sooner see the sun rise in the

used to her unwavering devotion-so used to it, in fact,

was just to fulfill Elise's last wish, must have stung Isadora more than he cared

coat and stood up, ready

leaving already? Man, the night's just getting started!"

and sliding

to create a custom gown for Isadora.

should be grand enough, even

sofa, and let his long legs dangle off the edge.