Chapter 248

Isadora's gaze drifted over a flash of masculine allure-she choked on her own breath, quickly averting her eyes. Her voice trembled as she stammered, "It's not...we're not exactly living together."

Nanette, on the other side of the video call, waved her hand dismissively.

"I get it, I get it! I'm not your mother, you know, I'm not that old-fashioned. Still, the prince over there is really dropping the ball. We're your best friends! He whisks you away and doesn't even buy us dinner so we can get to know him?"

Victor lifted his chin a touch, his dark eyes fixed thoughtfully on Isadora's uncomfortable expression.

So, dating a woman means you're supposed to take her friends out for dinner. Otherwise, she'll lose face-he'd have to get Kemp to arrange that.

Nanette pressed on, her curiosity unfiltered: "I've never lived with a man before— what's it like? Is the sex just amazing every night? Your face is so red! Am I interrupting something steamy right now?"

"Nanette!" Isadora hissed, grinding her teeth. She regretted picking up the call in the first place. "You've got an overactive imagination!"

had been her best friend for

quirks. Ignoring her protests, she

an apartment, you have to keep things exciting. Try a little lingerie, spice things up, keep

got to go-really, I

up on Nanette

the bathroom, Victor-tall, lean, and shirtless- strode toward her, every inch the picture of

caging Isadora between his arms. Leaning in, he brought his handsome face close to hers and gently tipped her chin up, his breath warm

nervous laugh. "She just likes to

sending shivers down her spine. "Lingerie, huh? Should we try the nurse look? Flight attendant? Or

"Victor!"

his name on her

hear you just fine. No need to

continued to tempt her, his tone playful: "How about

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