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.

tipped up, found herself staring straight into his

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

lost her focus for

voice held a teasing warmth. “Isadora, I went out of my way to return

would have come to... pick it

dinner?

her a lazy once-over, a faint chuckle in his voice. "Is that all you ever

pouted. It wasn't just about food. She just didn't know

else am I

his chin toward

the passenger door, not

glimmer of amusement flickered in Victor's eyes. "What, are you scared I'll

gaze swept over her,

pale skin glowed against the dark fabric, and her wavy hair tumbled down her back, making her look like some kind of midnight

the first time, would it?

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

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

so nervous. Maybe it was the way