"Yes, well, you've ranted on for hours, Nicola," LaCroix said with a weary sigh. "And it looks as if the sun is about to rise. I do hope your wonderfully classic car has trunk space for two?"
       Detective Nick Knight glanced up through his windscreen and grimaced. LaCroix was right, the sun was rising. Wouldn't do for two vampires to be caught out at dawn. He pulled the car over and stopped. Lost in thought, he stared forlornly at the steering wheel for a moment.
       "Dawn is upon us, Nicola," LaCroix said with a tone of impatient warning.
       Nick nodded and dove out of the car. A few rays of early morning sunlight streamed down on him, smoke rising from his body as he pulled his coat over his head and fumbled with the keys at the trunk.
       LaCroix was right behind him as the trunk opened and Nick graciously let his sire get in first.
       Nick drove a 63 Caddy - known for having the greatest trunk space of any car ever built. Still, the quarters were cramped for two fairly large men. It made Nick uneasy. LaCroix grinned.
       "What are you grinning at, LaCroix?"
       "I can remember a time when we had no trouble finding ways to wile away the daylight hours, Nicola."
       "Yes, well, those days are centuries past."
       "Oh, come now, my boy - I still find you wonderfully attractive. Do I no longer stir your fancy?"
       Nick fidgeted, trying to put more distance between them, but there was no where to go.
       "Methinks the lad protests too much," LaCroix said with a grin.
       "What are you on about now, old man?"
       "This." LaCroix reached down and cupped a hand over Nick's groin. The firm erection he found there begged to be released.
       "Damn it, LaCroix," Nick exclaimed. "You know that's only an adrenaline reaction from the momentary sun exposure."
       "Is it?" LaCroix unfastened his trousers and released his own straining cock. "Mine's not."
       Nick tried not to look, but he couldn't help remembering how it had felt all those centuries ago to have this man inside him. He hated this man, and yet he couldn't help loving him either. He moaned deeply as LaCroix slid his hand under his waist band and gripped his aching need. He parted his lips invitingly and welcomed the familiar taste of LaCroix's tongue as the older man kissed him and fumbled with Nick's belt and trousers zipper.
       There wasn't enough room to complete the act properly, so they had to be content with the kiss, the caress and the friction of their bodies against one another.
       After release, LaCroix fondled Nick as the younger man tried even harder not to look at his sire. "You know, Nicola," he said. "We have all day to explore new and unusual positions. Perhaps we can recreate the one we used in that old coffin in Naples."
       As hard as he tried, Nick couldn't stop himself from grinning at the memory. "Only if I get to be on top this time," he said with a twinkle in his eye.