Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 270

He led her toward the waiting Rolls-Royce, which had clearly been parked there for some time.

The chauffeur stood at attention, respectfully holding the door open. Once they'd climbed inside, he immediately slid into the driver's seat and pulled away.

Even though this was the extended edition of the Rolls, the backseat still felt a bit cramped.

Victor lounged next to her, impossible to ignore-his presence filled the space.

The familiar scent of him made Isadora's palms sweat without warning. Now she finally understood what people meant when they said absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Victor leaned against the seat, one hand propping up his head, and glanced at her sideways. His gaze was smoldering as he lifted his lashes.

His voice was lazy, almost teasing, "What's the occasion today, hmm?"

Isadora blinked. "What do you mean, what occasion?"

"You came to pick me up."

She put on her best poker face. "I just happened to finish work early. Had a little spare time, that's all."

"You missed me that much?"

His deep, gravelly voice rolled through the car-somehow rough and breathtaking all at once.

A flush crept up Isadora's neck. After a second's hesitation, she nodded, honest despite herself.

to toy with

you're this honest, are you expecting me

bit her lip and shot him

one smooth motion, his long arm pulled

landed squarely

ago, she'd only felt his heartbeat

right to his chest,

Thump. Thump.

a second, she couldn't tell if it was her

mirror, Isadora blurted out, flustered, “What are you doing?

there was no way the driver

sun-tanned cheeks were now tinged with red, couldn't help but

snapped his eyes forward, sitting up

privacy

us anymore," Victor

tried to

above her, Victor's voice drifted lazily down. "I'm

But did he have to hold her like

me sit

"No."

to fall if you keep this

chuckled, low and pleased, his lips brushing her ear. That velvet

undo a person. "Then you'd better