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

hint of pine and the

lost her focus for

my

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

"How about dinner? My treat,

At this hour?" Victor gave her a lazy once-over, a faint chuckle in his voice. "Is that all you

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

what else am

his chin toward the car.

the

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

gaze swept

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 some kind of

the first time, would it? And

together flashed through Isadora's mind-so intense she could hardly breathe. Her

really shouldn't. It's late.

made her so nervous. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, that air of effortless