Harder Than It Looks

"Baby, what in the name of hell are you doing?" Deke couldn't help but ask; the question just sorta burst out of him when he walked into the room and saw Kasey all bent in half. Backward.

"What does it look like?" Kasey peered at him for a moment, blue eyes bright in his face, which would have been all flushed if he wasn't a vamp.

Deke tilted his head to the left like a man examining modern art. "Well, whatever it is, it looks like you ought to be doing it naked, not in sweats."

Kasey walked his feet out until that well-shaped ass hit the floor, body bending back in the direction it was supposed to. Then he glanced over again and rolled his eyes. "Yoga clothes, lover. They're yoga clothes."

"Uh-huh." They'd been lovers for years now, and he'd never seen Kasey do yoga. "What brought this on?"

"I was feeling tense. I learned yoga, oh, fifteen years ago? I bit this lovely little Indian man...."

"You ass." Deke shook his head before heading to the kitchen. He ate when he had stress, which he had to admit they both had lately, thanks to the case they were working on. Jonny had them running in circles chasing whatever was chasing Jonny's cat's tail.

The fact that Deke liked Luc didn't help with the stress at all. Deke was worried about the guy.

"So how does bending over backward to kiss your own ass relieve stress?"

"It's harder than it looks, lover. It really works out the toxins."

"So does a Ding Dong." He had a hugely successful metabolism. One sweet treat and he could clean out his colon for days.

"That's disgusting."

"No, it's disgusting when I burp my ABCs." He knew the bodily function thing grossed Kasey out. It had been too damned long since he'd been human. Good thing vamps could still come. They'd be boring as hell if they couldn't.

"Too true." Now Kasey rolled to his feet and bent double, arms around the backs of his knees.

"Isn't yoga for girly men?"

"No. It's for people who like to believe they're evolved."

"Yeah. Well, if you really wanted to blow off steam, I was available."

"That's what I'm trying to say. I don't always think with my belly or my dick."

Deke paused with the milk carton halfway to his mouth. "What does that mean?"

Order Harder Than It Looks