Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 346

"You've already helped me so much, Mr. Fawcett."

Terrell's eyes were gentle and deep as they rested on her, a soft smile curving his lips.

"There you go being formal again," he teased lightly. "I told you before-drop the 'Mr. Fawcett,' didn't I? If you don't mind, call me Terrell."

Isadora hesitated, caught off guard.

She'd rarely met a man quite like him.

Polished.

Charming.

Remarkably poised.

Ever since she'd met Terrell, he'd been unfailingly kind and courteous to everyone, never condescending or arrogant about his background. So at first, she hadn't thought much of it.

But now, her sixth sense-the kind only women have started whispering in her

ear.

She took a small sip of warm water.

"Everyone else calls you Mr. Fawcett. I think I'll just stick with that-it's a perfectly fine name."

Terrell's gaze lingered on her, searching and steady.

I really like you. Would

fingers tightened around her glass, and she bit her lip.

smile

It's just-when I heard you were leaving, I couldn't help but say something.

little awkward. "I

going to start avoiding me just because I confessed, are you? If so,

want things to get weird between them, especially

"Of course not."

with a

herself a new man! Why

you into Preston's bed-once you're soiled-let's see if men still line

had been scheming to lure Isadora out. But Isadora

matter how sweetly she

with no other option, Rowena had resorted to following her-she needed to know her

Vaughan Manor.

rolled to a stop at

returning at that

out of the car together. Terrell greeted her politely.

head to toe: sharp gray suit, tall and straight posture,

"And you are...?"

introduced them. "This is President Terrell-I asked him for help tonight finding

trunk and took

you tonight, ma'am, so I

gift as

respect."