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

you're this honest, are you expecting me to

She bit her lip and shot him a look. "Not anymore,

long arm pulled her toward him, gathering

squarely against his

moment ago, she'd only felt his

ear was pressed right to his chest, and

Thump. Thump.

wire. For a second, she couldn't tell if it was her pulse or his—or maybe both, tangled together, making her whole

Isadora blurted out, flustered, “What are you

there was no way the driver could miss what was happening in

red, couldn't help but sneak a glance over his

his eyes forward, sitting up so straight he might

moment later, the privacy partition slid

can't see us

to

voice drifted lazily down. "I'm glad you missed

glad. But did he

me sit back in my

"No."

to fall if you

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

person. "Then you'd better hold on