Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 29

Victor's eyes lifted in an arch that brooked no argument. "I'll admit, not bad at all.”

Isadora agreed though she'd sooner die than ever raise her voice around Victor again.

She was about to protest, to ask Victor how she'd suddenly become the villain in his story, when-

Suddenly, in the deep velvet of the night sky, a shower of vibrant, multicolored shooting stars streaked overhead, leaving glimmering trails in their wake.

Isadora's gaze shot upward, her eyes shining with wonder. The long sweep of her lashes trembled in awe.

She'd seen shooting stars before, but never a meteor shower like this.

"It's a meteor shower-Victor, look! Look!" she squealed, grabbing his arm and shaking it in her excitement.

Victor glanced down at her delicate fingers wrapped around his arm, then followed her gaze up to her face.

Isadora was utterly transfixed, her features alight with joy as she watched the heavens. A few strands of dark hair framed her face, and in that moment her bright eyes and radiant smile outshone even the meteors above.

Victor's gaze darkened, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

"It's beautiful,” Isadora whispered. “Let's make a wish!"

She quickly released his arm, pressing her hands together beneath her chin, and closed her eyes in a silent, earnest prayer.

The warmth and softness of her touch slipped from his skin, and Victor's handsome brow creased in clear displeasure.

her wish, she became suddenly aware

turned slowly to meet Victor's eyes, caught off guard, and gave a sheepish

meteor shower, so I sort of copied

mocking smirk. "If wishes really came true, the heavens would have their hands

punch to the gut than a gentle

for what she'd just done—especially in front

eyes dropped, her tone crestfallen. "You're probably

as the spark in her

rubbed him the wrong

star was silly, sure-but the

far better than the defeated

his tongue against his teeth, almost

if the heavens can't grant

in confusion. "Why would you do

with a roguish confidence. “Because I'm in a good

not, that's fine by

Isadora blurted, afraid he'd take it

prince of the city's

quirked a brow.

eyes shut, and blurted out, "The last time you said I could be your girl did you

seemed to slow, the

only to find herself staring into Victor's deep,

lazy smile played at his lips.

"What?"