Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 26

"Thank you for bringing this back to me, especially so late."

Isadora reached out to take her bracelet, but Victor smoothly raised his arm higher, just out of her grasp.

He was nearly six-foot-three, while she barely cleared five-five.

Isadora stood on tiptoe, stretching her arm as far as she could, but the bracelet remained just beyond reach.

A faint frown creased her delicate, fair face, a flicker of irritation in her eyes.

Despite everything that had happened tonight, she hadn't been as unaffected as she pretended. In fact, it had all burrowed deep inside her, and now, with Victor teasing her, a bit of that hidden spark slipped out.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, you're not planning to keep my bracelet, are you? Or have you fallen in love with it?"

Victor's lips curled into a subtle smile. He used the hand holding the crystal bracelet to gently tilt her chin, studying her expression.

Her eyes were dark and bright, flecks of light glinting in their depths, and she looked adorably annoyed.

Good. No injuries. No tears.

herself staring

breath ghosted across her skin-crisp, with a hint of

focus for a

a teasing warmth. “Isadora, I went out of my way to return your bracelet. Shouldn't you at least thank

would have come to... pick it up,"

voice dropped, "How about dinner? My treat,

hour?" Victor gave her a lazy once-over, a faint chuckle in

wasn't just about food. She just didn't know what

else am I

chin toward the car. "Get

the passenger door,

eyes. "What, are you scared I'll eat

gaze swept over

wore a black, form-fitting dress that hugged every curve. Her pale skin glowed against the dark fabric, and her wavy hair tumbled down her back, making her look like

the first time, would

mind-so intense she could hardly breathe.

shouldn't. It's late.

nervous. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, that air