Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

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.*

played on

owe it to the prince himself The Global Project got funded, and I got

down at The Vaughan Group

hoped she'd come to rely on him, step by step. But

much luck, and you think dinner is enough

considering it. With Victor's help, she'd secured thirty percent of the shares today-dinner did seem

*How about

two dinners are at your place, you've

Isadora read the words "at your place," her

Or was this his way of

ice water, hoping the chill would steady

is tiny-hardly fit for someone of your

Victor replied almost immediately:

As long as it's private enough for us

rushed to

what she thought it meant...

This

was empty.

Isadora: *!!!*

help but smile, his eyes crinkling with amusement. He could just picture her on the other end, face flushed, that sunny, striking beauty of

glinting in his

are you imagining? I meant we could have dinner in peace. Of course, if you're offering any... extra services, I won't

both