Isadora finally realized Victor had misunderstood her.
She could have fainted from exasperation.
"It's Nanette and Finley who are together. I'm just worried Nanette might get hurt—what are you even talking about?" she protested.
"Oh."
Mr. Fitzgerald's response was casual, his expression untroubled. He clearly felt no guilt for speaking so bluntly about Finley.
"Well, that's not so bad then."
Isadora looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean, ‘not so bad'? Care to explain?"
Even if it was for someone else's sake, Victor didn't like hearing Isadora talk about other men.
He was fiercely possessive when it came to her.
Suddenly, Victor reached out and cupped the back of her head, his lips claiming hers in a kiss that swallowed whatever words she had left.
The faint taste of coffee and the warmth of him filled Isadora's senses.
They were pressed so close together that the air between them seemed charged with electricity.
Isadora didn't resist. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, boldly meeting his kiss and letting her tenderness bloom.
Victor was caught off guard by her sudden initiative, his eyes narrowing in surprise.
When Isadora felt him pause, she opened her eyes, only to be met with Victor's intense, dangerous gaze.
Realizing he'd just seen her completely lost in the moment, Isadora's cheeks burned with embarrassment.
She huffed, "Didn't you say you're supposed to close your eyes when you kiss? Why weren't you?"
Victor's gaze darkened. He reached up, brushing his thumb over her kiss-swollen lips, the corners of his eyes crinkling in a fond smile. His voice was low and indulgent. "Alright, I'll close them next time."
Isadora rolled her eyes.
She turned away. "No more kissing!"
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The readers' comments on the novel: Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)
It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....