The following excerpt is from Chapter Eight of Conduct Unbecoming. The men in my books talk like my sons, as that’s the example I’ve seen on a daily basis. That being said, they aren’t always nice to one another. In fact, at times, they are down right mean. The same applies to the men in my stories. They may be friends, but they aren’t averse to slamming one another. Teague’s cousin, Joel, has a car that the other men hate. He loves it and isn’t ashamed of his bright blue Civic.
After breakfast, the men went outside for a smoke. None of them did it very often, but this seemed like the occasion to indulge. Not only that, they wanted to talk about their women.
“Teague, dude, you missed out not having sex with Nadeya,” Jasper said. “I’ve had it good before, but da-yam!”
“I beat your record, cuz,” Joel said.
“Record? Which one is that?”
“Getting into Aileen’s panties. She said it took you a week.”
Teague chuckled. “She’d like to remember it that way. I think it was about three days.”
“Still beat you,” Joel replied, proud of himself.
“You did, cuz. That’s very cool.”
“She did it because she feels sorry for you—having that gay car and all—” Jasper teased.
Joel smacked him. “I’m sick of you guys making fun of my car! Some people find it hot.”
Teague and Jasper eyed Joel’s car, raising dubious eyebrows.
“Nope. Sorry, they don’t.” Teague replied.
“Pretty sure that’s a no,” Jasper added.
“What is wrong with my car?”
“The color,” Teague replied without hesitation.
“The purple neon underneath,” Jasper added.
“Spinners.” Teague nodded adamantly.
“Spoiler.” Jasper snapped.
“Name!” they bellowed together.
“I love my car,” Joel said. “Nothing you two say will change that.”
“I’m surprised Aileen still went to bed with you after she saw that,” Jasper said.
Vivica came to the door. “You’re going to wake the neighbors,” she said calmly. “What’s all the shouting about?”
“Joel maintains that his car is, in fact, hot,” Jasper said. “We maintain that it’s not.”
“Really? You’re talking about a car after having some of the best sex of your life?” She rolled her eyes with disgust and went inside, slamming the door.
“Good thing you got that sex already,” Jasper intoned. “Cause I’m pretty sure you won’t tonight.”
“Wait until she tells Nadeya and Aileen,” Joel said, eyes wide. “You’ll be in deep shit—both of you.”
“I’ll be deep in something,” Jasper countered. “But it won’t be shit.” He rose, heading toward the door. “Y’all coming?”
“Not yet,” Teague replied, throwing his cigarette butt at Jasper.
“Funny. Very. We need to figure this shit out, man. We have to help Nadeya out of this mess.”
© 2014 Dellani Oakes