Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 87

Chapter 88

"Then do you really believe I've actually broken up with him?"

Isadora's tone was serious for once.

That finally got Nanette to sit up and pay attention. She looked her friend over, skeptical.

"Isa, I must have told you to dump that jerk Magnus at least a thousand times— maybe more—and every time, you'd stew in silence for a day, then run back to him like nothing happened. Can you blame me for not buying it now?"

Isadora rolled her eyes.

Fair enough.

She only had herself to blame for the reputation she'd built-everyone thought she was hopelessly in love with Magnus, so obsessed she'd never leave. She'd dug herself into this mess.

Isadora closed her eyes for a moment, then let out a breath.

Nanette was her best friend-the one person she actually wanted to understand her. She didn't care what the rest of the world thought, but she hated the idea of Nanette misunderstanding her.

So, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her pajamas, revealing a trail of telltale hickeys scattered across her collarbone.

Nanette's eyes went wide as dinner plates.

"Holy shit, girl! Magnus finally put his hands on you? That bastard! I can't believe you'd go back to him again!"

replied coolly, "It wasn't

jaw dropped so hard

Capitol's golden boy? The

nodded, then

think he's

he liked both, she

"Oh my God, Isa! Why are you only telling

friend, Isadora, wasn't pining away for Magnus anymore-she'd actually slept

rundown of everything that had happened lately-well, almost everything. She left out the kidnapping, not wanting to

whooped, practically bouncing

nights I had to hypnotize myself into believing you two weren't a total disaster? It was like watching a rose bloom out of a pile

leaned in, dropping her voice to a conspiratorial

lost her V-card, huh? Tell me how was the golden boy in

those long legs, that perfect body, those abs-what was it

furiously, pretending not to understand. "What do you

We're best friends! I told you all about my first time-including the positions! Don't you dare

Typical Nanette-she

me the details," Nanette pressed. "Was it good? Was he... talented? Did you

in

first time had hurt a little, sure-but after that? It was a whirlwind of aching pleasure. She'd practically seen white light. No wonder she'd fallen for

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