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coffee shop surrounded by at least six other people, yet it was as if they were the only two people in the room. It was a cliché, but it was true nonetheless. “Go out with me.”
    “I’ll make dinner.” Ohmigod! What had she said? She’d meant to say no, but “I’ll make dinner” had popped out instead.
    Jed’s smile deepened. “I’d like that.” His fingers squeezed hers. “A lot.”
    Maggie was surprised that she was still sitting in her chair and hadn’t sunk through the floor of the shop. It was as if she was under some kind of spell she couldn’t break. Magick? No, she refused to believe it.
    “What time and when?”
    Her mind whirled. Since she couldn’t rescind her offer, it was probably better to get it over with quickly. “How about tonight around half past six or so?”
    “That’s perfect.” He released her hand and stood. Maggie tried to ignore how much she missed the touch of his hand against hers.
    “I’ll see you then.” She was proud of the even tone of her voice, like it was no big deal and she had men over to supper every night of the week.
    “You certainly will.” He grabbed his paper cup and sauntered out of the shop. Maggie watched him leave, unable to keep from admiring his mouthwatering butt.
    Reality descended with a resounding thud when the door closed behind him. What had she done? She hadn’t had a date in too long to talk about. Certainly not since she’d broken up with her ex.
    And she’d promised to cook dinner too. What was she going to cook? She needed to grocery shop.
    Heck, she needed to figure out what to wear.
    What had possessed her to offer him an invitation to dinner?
    She needed to talk to Rhiannon and she needed to do it now. Grabbing the pen and paper off the table, she shoved them back into her purse. She pushed back her chair and gave her uneaten muffin a final glance.
    It looked delicious, but her appetite had totally disappeared. Grabbing her large coffee, she hooked her purse over her shoulder and headed out the door. The muffin she could leave, but her coffee she needed.
    Maggie glanced at her watch as she stepped out onto the sidewalk. It was just past ten. Rhiannon would be just opening her store, A Touch of Magick. She started down the sidewalk at a fast clip. What had she gotten herself into?

    Chapter Six
    The bell tinkled merrily as Maggie pushed open the door and entered A Touch of Magick.
    “I’ll be right with you,” a voice called out from the back. She sighed with relief. Rhiannon was here.
    It had only occurred to her on the way here that this might be her friend’s day off from work.
    If she hadn’t been here, her next stop would have been Rhiannon’s house. Maggie was beginning to wish she hadn’t walked this morning. She’d already been halfway around town and still had to hit the grocery store before she walked home. On the plus side, at least she was getting a lot of exercise.
    “Maggie, what are you doing here this morning?” Rhiannon strode across the store with her arms wide open. “We didn’t have a coffee date, did we?”
    Maggie was always shocked by how tiny Rhiannon was each time she saw her. An inch or two over five feet in height, her friend projected a much larger image. Her short pixie haircut suited her delicate features and made her violet-blue eyes appear even larger. With her long, flowing gypsy skirt, her arm load of bangles and the trio of hoops winking in both ears, Rhiannon looked like the witch she purported herself to be.
    Maggie still wasn’t certain how she felt about the whole witch thing, but what she did know was that regardless of what Rhiannon was, she was a loyal friend with a huge heart. Maggie found herself enveloped in a hug before she had a chance to reply.
    That was another thing about Rhiannon. She was a physical person, always hugging and giving little touches. Maggie envied her, wishing she found it as easy to be as demonstrative. But she was getting better at it and returned her