Page 201 of Captivated

Nate’s eyes twinkled. “Too late.” Then he craned his neck. “Yoga? Really?”

Zeeb cackled. “Paul got me into it a few years ago. Itwaskinda relaxing.” He grinned. “And now I think about it, the Downward Dog pose would be perfect for what you’re proposin’.” He pulled a face. “Once I can get into it again without fear of breakin’ something.”

Nate laughed. “Remember what you said? Use your common sense—if it hurts, don’t do it. And I’m not saying we do itnow.” He grinned. “Besides, I don’t know how long it takes a guy of your age to…recuperate.”

Zeeb picked up a pillow. “Run, little rabbit, before I throw this at you. I may only have the use of one arm, but I’m a damn good shot. Get your ass in the shower.”

Nate’s laughter filled the air as he ran downstairs.

Zeeb waited until he heard running water before making his call.

“Whassup?”

“I need some advice.”

Butch’s loud snort greeted his ears. “Twice in twenty-four hours? This must mean we’re in the End Times. What kind of advice?”

“This is gonna be real personal.”

Another snort. “Gee. You bein’ personal. Never hadthatbefore.”

“Have you ever bottomed?” Except he thought he already knew the answer to that, remembering Butch’s stiff gait one morning.

Crickets.

“Butch, I have my reasons for askin,’ all right?”

“Okay then. I’ll play along. Yes, I have. Now tell me why you wanna know.”

“Nate wants to….” He coughed. “Top.”

“Is that all? Let him. I love it. You probably will too.” He paused. “Unless you’ve got a problem with havin’ a dick in your ass?”

“The only problemIhave with it is down to my present state. So I’m asking… how much movement are we talking? I mean, does it get pretty… strenuous?”

“Ah.NowI understand. You’re a little incapacitated at the moment. Gotcha.” Another pause. “I might have a solution.”

“I’m listening.”

“You’ve been in the Leather Barn, right? You know they’ve got these slings hanging from metal frames?”

Zeeb frowned. “I do recall seeing them.”

“Well, so you’re aware, a sling supports your body. Your feet are in stirrups. And it holds you in a comfortable position at just the right height, if you get my drift.”

“Sounds to me like you’re talkin’ from personal experience.”

Butch cackled. “Lord, I havesomuch fun when we play with those.”

“When you—how long have you had this secret life?”

He snickered. “Pretty much since Sol became a part of it. Okay, let’s talk practicalities. This Saturday the barn is gonna be full, and it’ll stay that way for a week. But until then? Seems a shame to let the space go unused. Unless youwannawait until September.”

“Isn’t that where Sol has his office?”

“Sure it is, but give me a heads up and I’ll keep him occupied elsewhere.”

The water switched off, and Zeeb was silently cursing Nate for choosing this occasion to prove how fast he could be in the shower. “Fine. I’ll let you know. Gotta go.”