Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 396

Isadora bit her lip. "Fine, I'll do it! I'll help you undress, okay?"

With that, she reached out, her fingers hesitating at the waistband of his pants. Eyes squeezed shut, she took a deep breath and tugged them down in one swift motion.

Immediately, the raw masculinity of him hit her full force. Isadora's mouth went dry, her cheeks flushing scarlet as she caught a glimpse. Her hands trembled so much she had to turn away, facing the wall in a desperate attempt to compose herself.

"You can handle the rest yourself," she muttered, voice unsteady.

A low, amused chuckle sounded behind her. Victor's tone was casual, almost teasing. "Isadora, you act like you haven't seen it before. Weren't you the one who helped me out last time?"

His words sent a flush creeping all the way down her neck. "Shut up, Victor!"

That time, the lights had been off. Now, with the bathroom lights blazing, it was a whole different story.

Seeing she was about to explode, Victor decided to let up. He padded over to the bathtub, his bare feet silent against the tiles, and slid into the steaming water with a kind of reserved grace, his injured arm resting carelessly on the rim. He eyed Isadora, who was still giving herself a pep talk, the corners of his mouth quirking upward.

cold, you know,"

Grabbing a clean white towel, she knelt by the tub to help him wash. She kept her eyes dutifully on his bandaged shoulder, acting like a lady's maid from a bygone era- never once letting her

she was done, she reached for a bath towel, but suddenly Victor stood up in the tub. Water streamed down his

over her, making her blurt out, "You're sick, and

he looked down at her, his

stuttered. Flustered, she tried to regain

the suffocating atmosphere of the bathroom. But before she could take a step, Victor's arm snaked around her waist) sweeping her up effortlessly.

you doing?" Isadora

her gaze, eyes smoldering.

a love that seemed to overflow. Maybe it had been too long since their last kiss. Maybe it was the comforting scent of cedar that always clung to him.

moment. The world outside faded away as they lost themselves

AOD

Victor's hands grew bolder,

grabbed his hand, halting