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Because if she never returned those feelings…
    He cut that thought right off and opened the door to their suite. Ayden held the door for Kalissa. She muttered, “Thank you,” and continued on to the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

Chapter 4
     
    When Kalissa woke up the next morning, Ayden was gone. His duffel bag still sat on top of the small dresser, but the sofa bed he’d slept on was folded up. She still couldn’t get over the way he’d manipulated the young woman at the front desk to upgrade his room to a one-bedroom suite for the two of them. He’d used a sexy smile and his good looks to get the clerk to cancel Kalissa’s reservation and waive the cancellation fees.
    Hell, the way he had smiled and spoken in a low husky voice, Kalissa would have given him anything he asked.
    How would that voice sound whispered in her ear? A heat wave of desire rolled through her as it had in the hospital room. He had been about to kiss her before they were rudely interrupted. And she would have let him. Even just the thought of his mouth on hers weakened her knees. And brought on the tang of panic she’d fought for years to control.
    They’d been friends when in their teens. They’d hung out at the coven with the rest of the youth. She didn’t remember having feelings like that toward him. But she wondered how it would have felt to be kissed by Ayden Daniels. What would he taste like?
    She started to wonder if the attraction to him was in her head, a result of the bump she’d gotten from the accident. Men like Ayden didn’t look at her like that. Not many men gave her more than a glance. That was fine by her. After the relationship she’d had with Liam Loomis, she wasn’t interested in another.
    Of course, she didn’t help in that department either. She never wore makeup, and most times, her long, dark blond waves were piled on top of her head in a messy bun. Simplicity was her calling card. Leave the dramatics to her sister.  
    She and Liam had dated in high school, and the relationship continued through college until he’d collapsed with heart failure during football practice. Liam had anger and aggression issues, which had caused many heated fights between them. She’d been relieved to finally be out from under his control, but saddened because she’d been the reason for his sudden heart condition.  
    Then she’d gotten the painful news six months later that his mother had killed herself. It had sent a wave of grief over Kalissa. She had loved his mom. Barbra was the sweetest, most loving woman.
    Her cell phone rang, bringing Kalissa back to the present. She picked up the phone from the nightstand and glanced at the caller ID. Khloe. With a smile, she answered. “ Hola .”
    “Hi. How’s your head?”
    “Feels better. I’m heading out in a few,” she said while she stood, and then sat back down on the edge of the bed, shoulders hunched. “Oh, no.”
    “What?” Khloe had a hint of panic in her voice.
    “I don’t have my bag.” The only clothes she had were the ones she’d worn the day before and Ayden’s shirt that fit her like a nightgown.
    “Just conjure up some clothes, Kalissa. We’re Divinities. With god-like powers.”
    She wasn’t sure she liked her twin’s tone. There was an eye roll in there. But she was right. Kalissa, Khloe, and others like them had the power to conjure things they desired. Within reason. The three-fold law wasn’t a myth, and Karma was more than happy to let it be known.
    The truth was, Kalissa didn’t fully trust her magic. It had failed her on many accounts, but mostly, her visions brought her too much pain. Physical and emotional. “I guess I could try.”
    Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and visualized the articles of clothing that she wanted from her room. Every detail was important, especially where the garments came from. She didn’t want to take someone else’s clothes off their back.  That would be embarrassing for both parties