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The mirror above the dresser fogged from the bottom up, even though the hotel’s door was closed, and the air was cold.

My hair lifted off my shoulders.

My teeth ached.

And somewhere very far away—across Kyoto—I actually fucking felt the man lean over, and then I heard him tell his driver to stop the car for a moment.

What?

Then, I felt him turn his head toward the window.

Next. . .I felt him smile.

"What are you doing, little witch?"

Terrified, I answered back in my head, wondering if he could hear me. “Listen. I don’t know who you are, but you need to tell that driver to turn around.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t feel like entertaining guests this evening.”

“Why not? The night is young.”

“I have a flight in the morning.”

“Oh, little witch, you won’t be making that flight.”

“I bet I fucking will.”

The man had the nerve to chuckle and it was. . .sexy. . .lush. The most sensual sound that had no business coming from a crazy supernatural being.

It vibrated all the way down to my already wet pussy and made me press my thighs together.

The knife dropped from my hand.

"You healed something in me that hasn't been whole in eight hundred years, little witch."

I dug my nails into my palm until the sting cut through the heat. My body was mine. He didn't get to decide otherwise. “You’re. . .the wolf from earlier—”

“Wolf?” That was the first hint of annoyance in his voice. “What I am is older than that animal.”

“What are you?”

“Kitsune, little witch. I am the ancient fox spirit that you healed by the shrine—”

“The one that got his ass kicked—”

“The one that was bruised while saving someone’s life. No one could ever kick my ass—”

“We’ll see about that.”

He laughed again. “My name is Yoichi Kurosawa.”

“And my name is I kill motherfuckers for fun so don’t fuck around and find out—”

“That’s a very long name. Should I just keep calling you little witch?” That sexy laugh came again.

Desire rippled through me. And the worst part—the part I couldn't say out loud, not even in my head—was I yearned to lean toward the window and go deeper into that sound.