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result of magick. But why else would he ask me out?” She was talking more to herself, but Rhiannon answered her.
    “Maybe because you’re a beautiful, generous woman and any man would be lucky to go out with you.”
    “Oh, Rhiannon,” she sighed. “I’m not like you. You’re petite and gorgeous and always look great. I’m a tall redhead with pale skin, freckles and wide curves. I’d rather be alone than with people, present company excluded of course.”
    “Of course.” Her friend’s lips twitched, but she didn’t smile.
    “I’m just…” Maggie let out a long breath. “I don’t know what I am. Anxious, scared, excited.”
    “What about the dreams? And who is it?”
    “Jed Bearson. And the dreams…” Maggie grabbed a napkin from the table and started fanning herself.
    “Let’s just say that they’re very realistic and leave it at that.”
    Rhiannon shook her head and reached across the table. Her hand covered Maggie’s. “Magick can’t make someone love you or ask you out. It can only clear the pathway and allow it to happen. Do you see the difference? There is always free will. If Jed didn’t want to ask you out, he wouldn’t. It’s that simple.
    Doing the spell was your way of telling the universe you were ready if a man did want to ask you.” She paused. “Besides, you don’t believe in magick, so why are you worried?”
    Maggie didn’t want to hurt her friend. “It’s not that I don’t believe,” she began. And that was the truth. She was beginning to believe. How could she not?
    “It’s okay.” Rhiannon released her hand and sat back. “You don’t have to. It just is.” She grinned.
    “Jed Bearson, you say? I met him the other morning when he and Ryland investigated the vandalism on the store. I’ve seen him around town plenty of times. He’s quite handsome if you go for the tall, quiet type.”
    Maggie guessed she did, because just the mere mention of his name had her body reacting. Images flowed through her brain like a motion picture—their bodies entwined as they made love, again and again, their bodies coming together in a tangle of heat, passion and limbs.
    “Maggie?” Rhiannon was waving her hand in front of Maggie’s face. “Earth to Maggie.”
    She blinked and the images disappeared, for now. They were never far from the surface these past few days. Maybe she just needed to have sex for real instead of just in her dreams. Maybe that would make the dreams disappear.
    Pushing back her chair, she jumped up from the table. “I have to go.”
    Rhiannon looked slightly worried. “Are you sure you don’t want to talk some more about this?”
    “Yes. No.” She grabbed her purse and looked regretfully at her second cup of coffee, which only had a mouthful gone from it. “I have to go grocery shopping and figure out what I’m going to cook. Then I have to clean the house and decide what I’m going to wear. I haven’t been on a date in so long, I’m not quite sure what to do anymore.”
    Rhiannon eased out of her chair, her face wreathed in concern. “Call me if you need anything. I’ll be at the store all day.”
    On impulse, Maggie wrapped her arms around Rhiannon and hugged her tight. “I will. And thanks.
    For everything.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    “What about you and Ryland? Is it serious?” It suddenly occurred to Maggie that she didn’t know.
    She’d gone on and on about her own problems without finding out more details.
    Rhiannon tugged at one of the hoops in her ear and nodded. “It’s serious. It’s very serious.” She smiled and her entire face seemed to light from within. “He’s the one.”
    “How does he feel about…” She broke off, not quite knowing how to phrase it.
    “Me being a witch? Does he accept that I’m different? Yes, he does.” Rhiannon’s smile faded and her manner became serious. “I am what I am and he is what he is. That’s what love is all about. Accepting the other person for who they are, not what