{Excerpt+Giveaway} Alabama Sons by E.A. Whitehead

"SHE MADE SMALL talk look good. She laughed at my stupid jokes, and quirked an eyebrow when I made comments about her being the prettiest girl in the restaurant tonight.

�Boy, you sure lay it on thick.� She shook her head and laughed toward the open window.

Maybe I was, I didn�t want her to feel cheap. I wanted to tell her I was just nervous, but truthfully I had a feeling she had a thing for Boone. I wanted to look more like a man and less like a pussy driving a beat up Jeep Wrangler as we followed Boone�s lifted 80�s restored Chevy C-10 pickup. Every time he revved forward the vibrations of his truck reverberated through the Jeep making my manhood grow a size smaller.

�Naw, just want a pretty girl to feel appreciated.� Ok, Jackson, don�t listen to yourself or anything; keep laying it on thick like an asshat.

I reached over her lap and dropped down the glove box; fishing around for the pack of gum I knew I had thrown in there. �Can I get this for you, please? You�re going to kill us.� She put her hands over mine and pushed me away. Her hands felt small and warm, but her grip was fierce. It instantly made me imagine her hands elsewhere.

�Thanks.� I couldn�t look at her as she handed me the piece of gum, putting one in her mouth also. I was sure if I caught her glance the wrong way in my direction I�d end up springing to attention right here in the car. �So where do you go to school?� I decided to change the topic to something so far from sexual it would take a miracle to relate it back.

�I don�t right now. I took a year off. I was going to the community college for Human Sexuality, though.� She looked at me and I could feel my mouth dropping lower as she spoke. �I want to be a Sex Ed teacher eventually.�

How in the fuck is this my life?

�That�s an odd�� I paused with question not wanting to offend her, �vocation choice?�

She nodded. �Yeah, but, someone has to do it. I just want to teach them to be safe, they�re going to do it anyway, might as well let them know it�s ok if you�re being cautious and not just doing it because you�re being pressured. Kids don�t relate to movies and putting a condom on a banana anymore. They need to be taught through 20th century know-how.�

I choked on the excess saliva from the gum chewing.

�Yeah, well I understand where you�re coming from, but you think you really wanna teach all those kids The Way of the Warriors?� I hope she got my sperm joke.

�Someone has to teach them, Jackson. I�m not saying I�ll be the Mother Theresa of sexual indemnity. But, I hope to at least help them understand it�s ok to love someone and still stay safe.� I couldn�t take my eyes off her, she kept surprising me, and I hadn�t expected this from her.

�JACKSON!� she yelled and my eyes whipped forward as we almost crashed into the back of the gigantic pick-up truck.

I slammed on the brakes. Boone had slowed down to find parking on Duncan�s packed suburban street. �FUCK!� I reached across and slammed my right forearm into her chest protectively. �Sorry!� I pulled in behind Boone in the line of parked cars. �I�m sorry, you distracted me.� Better be honest from the starting gate, Jackson. I stared at her, still breathing a little heavier from the adrenaline.

She looked back at me, calm as a cucumber. �It�s just sex, Jackson,� she climbed down from the Jeep, turning back, looking at me with soft eyes and a hard smirk �don�t be distracted by it.�

Oh, but I was."

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