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.*

played

himself The Global Project got funded, and I

aware of everything that had gone down at The Vaughan

come to rely on him, step by step. But this

you think dinner is

Victor's help, she'd secured thirty percent of the shares today-dinner

*How about

*If those two dinners are at your place, you've

"at your place,"

was this his way

took a long drink of ice water, hoping the chill would

tiny-hardly fit for someone

Victor replied almost immediately:

as it's private enough for us to take care

rushed to Isadora's

mean what she thought it

god. This

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

Isadora: *!!!*

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, like a

window, the city lights glinting in his dark eyes,

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

was both

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