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.

staring straight

with a hint of pine and the faintest

lost her focus for

went out of my way to return your

could have called me... I would have come to... pick

voice dropped, "How about dinner? My

her a lazy once-over, a faint

about food. She just didn't

else am I supposed

jerked his chin toward

stood frozen by the

flickered in Victor's eyes. "What,

gaze swept

that hugged every curve. Her pale skin glowed against the dark fabric,

It wouldn't be the first time, would it? And

memory of their night together flashed through Isadora's mind-so intense she could hardly breathe. Her cheeks flared hot, and she fidgeted, tucking a strand of hair

shouldn't. It's late. I should just

never understood why Victor made her so nervous. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, that air of effortless