could feel a nice breeze seeping through. Mount Fuji lay ahead, stunning, with white snow coating its top and the full moon shining brightly next to it. She took a deep breath. The delicious aroma of flowers made her smile.
There was a reason she had never wanted to get too close to anyone, and Hikuro had hit the nail right on the head. She didn’t know how far her powers went and had never tried to find out. She would lock herself back in an asylum if she took an innocent life. Truth be told, the teenagers who attacked her had been far from innocent bystanders, and more truth be told, it had been several decades since it happened. Her episode at the park had proven she was not ready to let herself loose. Well, at least not completely. The bummer was – as long as she was not ready , she’d not be able to be with Hikuro. And, by Apa Dobrý, she wanted to be with him.
Sam sighed. She knew what she had to do. Unfortunately.
Strong arms wrapped around her waist, covering her own. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. Every time!
“I thought you were still sleeping,” Hikuro whispered against her ear. His taut chest was the perfect cushion for her head. Her knees had gone liquid again. Yes, every time.
She swirled around in his embrace and hugged him back. He was so tall that she had to tip her head back to look at him. “Hikuro, I need to go back.”
He just gazed at her in that way he always did – neutral, expressionless. But Sam was beginning to get him, to fill in the blanks. He did not like what he was hearing.
“I was thinking…” she tested the waters.
“About?”
“About what Phillip said.”
Hikuro’s jaw clenched. Crap.
“He said I was the key to all of the abductions in New York,” she added quickly.
“He was toying with you, Sam.”
“He was, but I think he threw me a real hook there.”
“A hook to get into your pants!”
Whoa! When did Incredible Hulk come along? She wanted Batman back. “No, he didn’t. It’s just his game plan, his MO. He plays that card until he gets what he wants.”
“Yeah, to get into your pants.”
Sam really didn’t want to fight after the amazing time they’d had, but that broken record had to stop. “Hikuro, you said it yourself, I can’t cover the sun with a frying pan. I’ve no idea how I got my powers, no clue where they came from. My DNA is human. Humans don’t toss out lightning bolts across rooms or melt lamp posts.”
He gazed down at her.
“The episode last night in Seven Sisters had me really thinking. I have to get to the core of who I am…” Sam took a deep breath, then looked straight into his eyes. “I have to go back to where it all started.”
The thought of going back to that old orphanage sickened her, but she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She wanted to be in charge; she wanted to be able to sleep with Hikuro without worrying about hurting or killing him by accident.
Hikuro blinked. Shit.
“OK.”
“OK?”
“OK,” he repeated with a short nod. “We can go back there.”
Whoa, stop the bus, Mister! We?
Hikuro gave out a chuckle and his lips lifted slightly in a small smile. “Sam, you should definitely stay away from poker tables,” he said. “Come on, get dressed. It’s still eleven at night in London, we have time to get there and back before sunrise.”
Sam did as she was told – you so don’t want to piss your ride off, especially when you need to hitchhike across continents. Her clothes were now neatly folded on top of the same chair where she had found the kimono. She lifted them up. They were dry and smelled of lavender. Apparently, Mrs. Sato had been busy while she enjoyed her beauty sleep. Sam glanced around. No en-suite bathrooms, no changing vestibule. Hikuro crossed his arms over his chest and lifted an eyebrow. She felt color rise to her cheeks.
“Technically, you haven’t seen me naked yet.” So her shyness wasn’t completely unfounded, right?
Hikuro shook his head and
There was a reason she had never wanted to get too close to anyone, and Hikuro had hit the nail right on the head. She didn’t know how far her powers went and had never tried to find out. She would lock herself back in an asylum if she took an innocent life. Truth be told, the teenagers who attacked her had been far from innocent bystanders, and more truth be told, it had been several decades since it happened. Her episode at the park had proven she was not ready to let herself loose. Well, at least not completely. The bummer was – as long as she was not ready , she’d not be able to be with Hikuro. And, by Apa Dobrý, she wanted to be with him.
Sam sighed. She knew what she had to do. Unfortunately.
Strong arms wrapped around her waist, covering her own. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. Every time!
“I thought you were still sleeping,” Hikuro whispered against her ear. His taut chest was the perfect cushion for her head. Her knees had gone liquid again. Yes, every time.
She swirled around in his embrace and hugged him back. He was so tall that she had to tip her head back to look at him. “Hikuro, I need to go back.”
He just gazed at her in that way he always did – neutral, expressionless. But Sam was beginning to get him, to fill in the blanks. He did not like what he was hearing.
“I was thinking…” she tested the waters.
“About?”
“About what Phillip said.”
Hikuro’s jaw clenched. Crap.
“He said I was the key to all of the abductions in New York,” she added quickly.
“He was toying with you, Sam.”
“He was, but I think he threw me a real hook there.”
“A hook to get into your pants!”
Whoa! When did Incredible Hulk come along? She wanted Batman back. “No, he didn’t. It’s just his game plan, his MO. He plays that card until he gets what he wants.”
“Yeah, to get into your pants.”
Sam really didn’t want to fight after the amazing time they’d had, but that broken record had to stop. “Hikuro, you said it yourself, I can’t cover the sun with a frying pan. I’ve no idea how I got my powers, no clue where they came from. My DNA is human. Humans don’t toss out lightning bolts across rooms or melt lamp posts.”
He gazed down at her.
“The episode last night in Seven Sisters had me really thinking. I have to get to the core of who I am…” Sam took a deep breath, then looked straight into his eyes. “I have to go back to where it all started.”
The thought of going back to that old orphanage sickened her, but she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She wanted to be in charge; she wanted to be able to sleep with Hikuro without worrying about hurting or killing him by accident.
Hikuro blinked. Shit.
“OK.”
“OK?”
“OK,” he repeated with a short nod. “We can go back there.”
Whoa, stop the bus, Mister! We?
Hikuro gave out a chuckle and his lips lifted slightly in a small smile. “Sam, you should definitely stay away from poker tables,” he said. “Come on, get dressed. It’s still eleven at night in London, we have time to get there and back before sunrise.”
Sam did as she was told – you so don’t want to piss your ride off, especially when you need to hitchhike across continents. Her clothes were now neatly folded on top of the same chair where she had found the kimono. She lifted them up. They were dry and smelled of lavender. Apparently, Mrs. Sato had been busy while she enjoyed her beauty sleep. Sam glanced around. No en-suite bathrooms, no changing vestibule. Hikuro crossed his arms over his chest and lifted an eyebrow. She felt color rise to her cheeks.
“Technically, you haven’t seen me naked yet.” So her shyness wasn’t completely unfounded, right?
Hikuro shook his head and
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