She made a beeline through the club and then through the hotel lobby. She impatiently punched the elevator call button but when she saw it was on the fourteenth floor she scowled and moved into the stairwell. Making sure she stayed out of the view of the security camera she flicked her wrist, and she was on the top floor, outside the penthouse suite and she took a long breath to steady her thundering heart.
Transportation spells always made her nervous, but this was far worse, and she lifted her hand to knock and then dropped it again. What was she doing? She was risking everything by doing magic just to connect with a man, a human one at that.
His text message had told her he was alone, and he wanted her. Now as she stood here, she was full of doubt. She lifted her hand to knock but the
