Harmony POV
“Magic? What do you mean you smell magic?”
Isabella repositioned herself in her bed and studied me. When her eyes fell on the unopened box tucked under my arm, she held out her hand. “Give to me.”
With a careless shrug, I passed her the box while Drake and Natasha looked on. She turned the box gently in her hands, staring at it as if she could see through the paper, then brought it up to her nose. After a brief sniff of the exterior, she jerked it away and met my questioning gaze.
“This bears your curse.” Fire leaped into her eyes as she shook the box at me. “Who sends you these is no friend.”
I should have known there was something funny about these chocolates. No normal guy sends a woman candy every year for her birthday after she’d rejected him. I’d just been so exc
