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.

chin tipped up, found herself staring straight

with a hint of pine and the faintest

her focus

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

me... I would have come to... pick it up," she stammered, suddenly remembering they hadn't exchanged contact

"How about dinner? My treat, as

Victor gave her a lazy once-over, a faint chuckle in his voice. "Is that

food. She just didn't know

else am I

his chin toward the car. "Get

frozen by the

amusement flickered in Victor's eyes. "What, are you

gaze swept

wore a black, form-fitting dress that hugged every curve. Her pale skin glowed against the dark fabric,

the first time, would it? And I have to

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 behind

late. I should just go

it was the way he carried himself, that air of effortless