Kaya was right. The way she’d reacted to him definitely spelled trouble. She didn’t like the residual feeling of guilt he’d left behind. As if she were being unfaithful to Liam. Which was crazy, since they weren’t together and Stax hadn’t even touched her.
“He was right about possibilities though. That’s one of the reasons I wanted to get together tonight.”
“What do you mean?”
Kaya studied her, then gestured for both of them to sit back down. “I’d almost decided not to mention it, after hearing about you and Liam, but I’ve been having some vivid dreams lately. One in particular that includes the both of you.”
“You’ve been having dreams too?” Dani reached for more sangria, feeling she might need it. Her friends definitely hadn’t been in her dreams. “Ignore me. Continue.”
Bailey groaned. “We’re talking about dreams now? This is going to be one of those surreal moments where I feel like I’m on a hilltop in the desert with a Native American, isn’t it? Like a Jim Morrison drug trip.”
Kaya gestured pointedly around the large patio and the lap pool surrounded by jagged red rocks. “Technically, you are on a hilltop in the desert with a Native. But I heard you sing at the last Casa Rincon jam. You’re no Jim Morrison.”
“Everyone’s a critic. Why can’t we talk about my dream? The one where I was sandwiched between these two gorgeous men—”
“What?” Dani’s lips parted in surprise. Bailey was dreaming about two men? What were the odds?
Kaya narrowed her eyes. “This is serious.”
“I’m deadly serious.” She pointed at Dani. “I bet that’s close to what she’s been dreaming about. We’re all grown women with healthy sex drives. Don’t leave me hanging on the kinky branch alone.”
Both women turned to her expectantly and Dani covered her heated cheeks with her hands. Her mind started to replay all the scandalous dreams she’d been having lately. Only now her shadowy third looked like Stax. Was that why he’d looked familiar?
Shit. Maybe you shouldn’t have more sangria.
“Okay, I’ve had a few sex dreams.” She glanced over at Kaya before groaning into her hands. “A few threesome dreams a night for the last few weeks,” she finished, thoroughly embarrassed.
“There you go. Dani admitted it. I admitted it. Your turn, K.”
Kaya’s sly smirk was their answer. “You’re taking us off topic, Bailey.”
“Am I? You told me earlier that your dream was about our wishes coming true. Well?” She looked up at the night sky and lifted her voice. “I wish for two Ewan McGregor lookalikes who can cook like Liam and secretly lust after bossy women.”
“Wait a second.” Dani was confused. “She didn’t tell us what her dreams were about yet.”
Her friends shared a guilty look and Dani tensed. She hated it when people kept things from her. Hypocritical, since she’d lied to them the first time she’d met them.
Kaya scooted closer to Dani, taking her hands once more. “I wanted to wait to tell you until we were all together, but she caught me at a weak moment.”
Bailey was good at that. “You were dreaming about wishes?”
Kaya’s gaze softened in relief. “I’ve been having the same kind of dreams you have, but the other night something different started to happen. The three of us were together, like this. Stars were falling from the sky like rain and I heard a voice saying, ‘Wish, Butterfly Maiden.’ Then I saw three paths merged into one.”
She looked thoughtful. “As soon as I woke up, I knew it was more than a dream. That it was something I needed to share, because it was meant for all of us.”
“Butterfly Maiden?”
“It’s from the creation song of my people, sung by Spider Grandmother when we first came to be. That told me, more than anything, that my dream was special. You said you saw a spider in your shower this morning? Other than the size, do you remember anything unusual about it?”
Dani laughed, almost too loudly. “The size was strange enough, but it had these weirdly beautiful markings. I’ve never seen anything like it in my life. But what does—”
Spider Grandmother?
“You think the spider was a sign?”
For me?
“I know it was.”
Dani didn’t doubt her sincerity. Kaya worked nights at the resort with Liam and Jace, but during the day she had a room in a metaphysical bookstore in town as one of their resident psychics. She was good at it, too. Unlike several of the others, she was the real deal.
She wasn’t proud of taking money for it, or of working in