Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 62

Chapter 63

Since adding Victor's contact info the other day, Isadora had barely glanced at it.

Now, on a whim, she opened his social feed, scrolling all the way down like a clueless guy trying to figure out social media.

His profile was refreshingly simple.

Almost every post was a link to something about The Fitzgerald Group.

No selfies-but here and there, a few adorable photos of Pudding.

She backed out of Victor's page and started typing:

*Thank you for today. Are you free tonight? Dinner's on me.*

Staring at the words "Dinner's on me," Isadora suddenly felt awkward.

She deleted a few words, hesitated, then added:

*Dinner for you and Pudding, my treat.*

Her phone chimed almost instantly.

Victor replied right away:

*Someone's in a good mood today.*

small smile played on

Global Project got funded, and

Vaughan Group

on him, step by step. But this time, he wanted her to take

*That much luck, and you think

With Victor's help, she'd secured thirty

about two dinners,

two dinners are at your place,

Isadora read the words "at your place,"

about dinner? Or was this his way of

ice water, hoping the chill

place is tiny-hardly fit for someone of your

Victor replied almost immediately:

for us to take

to

she thought

god. This

thudded so loudly she was glad the office was empty. Otherwise, anyone passing

Isadora: *!!!*

exclamation marks pop up on his phone and couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling with amusement. He could just picture her on the other end, face flushed, that sunny, striking beauty of hers tinged with bashful pink,

window, the city lights glinting in his dark eyes, and the corners of his

imagining? I meant we could have dinner in peace. Of course, if you're offering

both furious and

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