Good Questions on Bad Behavior

I’ve recGood questioneived some cool questions from readers about Beach and Tai’s back stories so I’m answering them here.

A lot of times I need to know way more about the character than ever makes it into a book. Seriously, do you need to know what their grades were? SAT scores? Sometimes it comes up, sometimes the character throws me for a loop. What’s really cool is when the character does or says something that turns out to be really useful or important later on. I want to dig inside my brain and figure out how that works. Oooo. I have a crowbar and a flashlight. That should work!

Tai

People asked me about his family and why he didn’t have contact with the Samoan side. His mom didn’t get along with her mom and went to school at USC where she met his dad. When she got pregnant, his dad married her and left school to get work to support his family. His father’s family (mom and aunts) came after the second trimester and stayed through the birth. Kara, Tai’s mom, felt smothered. After Tai’s dad was killed in a car accident, she was afraid that his family would push her into moving to Samoa or giving them the baby so she went home to Baltimore. She cut off contact with Tai’s father’s family because she was afraid of losing her child who was her connection to the husband she lost.

Beach and ghosts

Some people might consider this spoilery. I don’t think there are big secrets in it, but you might want to skip it if you haven’t read it already.

Beach’s dad left the country when Beach was ten. This was before 9/11 and it was much easier for Beach’s dad to slip in and out of the country. It came to me from Beach’s point of view that he felt like some places were haunted because he felt like people were watching, that he wasn’t alone. I realized later his dad had snuck back a few times and checked in on him. Of course, Beach also has a passion for Southern Gothic style stories so he wants to believe in them.

Got anymore questions for me?

Bad Behavior Birthday

I am so excited to finally be able to share this book with everyone. I loved the story and I love the characters.

I loved being able to hang out with all my old friends–er, characters–in Baltimore.

I’ll be hanging around all day so feel free to comment or ask about the book or anything writing related. I know Beach and Tai would both love to give you a piece of their minds.

Tomorrow I’ll put up a little piece from the Baltimore book I’ll be working on next–as soon as I get Kieran and Theo to a happily ever after.

Awkward Flirting or Can a Drug Test Turn Into Sexual Tension? Day 10

Tai and Beach meet and have anonymous sex in the bathroom of a bar. Neither expects to meet again the next day as probation officer and probie. The ensuing drug test is a loaded (ahem) situation.

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The heat in his gut drove Tai to his feet. He glanced down at his hands on the desk, knowing he had slapped them there, but only from the sting in his palms, the echo of the sound. He stared a little longer, taking a deep breath for control, battling the instinctive desire to put his hand on Beauchamp’s neck and remind him where the power really rested and do it in a way that had nothing to do with supervising a client. Of course, if Tai allowed himself such an extreme reaction over the slightest challenge, Beauchamp was the one in charge. He peered down. The amiable expression on Beach’s—Beauchamp’s face didn’t change at all. But his gaze made a leisurely journey from Tai’s thighs to his face before he raised his brows.

“According to the conditions of your pretrial probation, you are to remain out of bars.”

“But I didn’t have a drink of anything…fun.” Beauchamp’s eyes focused on Tai’s crotch. “Didn’t my lovely ankle jewelry tell you that?”

Tai glanced overagain at the monitor, though he already knew the answer.

“Where’s Bob? Not that it isn’t charming to run into you again, albeit under these circumstances, but I thought I was working with Bob.”

Bob? “Officer Meade is not working with this department right now.”

“Now that is a shame. We were getting along so well.”

Tai had been about to resume his seatsit down again, but the phrasing made him wonder if Beauchamp hadn’t been getting more from Bob than supervision.

“Drug test. Let’s go.” Tai grabbed a sample kit from the cabinet and started for the door. Having to piss under supervision like a toddler was humiliating enough to take the starch out of most of the assholes Tai dealt with. But as Beauchamp pushed open the men’s room door, Tai realized how epically this was going to backfire. He busied himself in tugging on his gloves, avoiding the memory of his last trip to the men’s room with Beauchamp.

Beauchamp stepped up to a urinal and grinned at Tai. “Hold it for me?”

“Excuse me?” Tai stepped away from where he was blocking the door.

“My cane.” Beauchamp held it out. His tongue caught in his teeth for an instant before he added, “Well, it’s either my cane, the cup or my cock, but I was trying to keep things professional.”
Tai snatched the cane and handed over the sample cup. Beauchamp faced him as he unzipped. Tai tried to glance away, but the action made him appear more pathetic.
Beach shrugged. “Not like you haven’t seen it.”

“Get on with it.”

It was only a small hitch in Beauchamp’s breath, but in the tiled room it echoed. And the echo reverberated right to Tai’s balls. Tucking the cane under an arm, he kept an eye on the mirror set up to make sure the probie couldn’t sub out from a tube secreted somewhere and waited.
When a minute passed, Tai leaned back against the doorframe. “Shy bladder?”

“Not as a rule.” The response was sharp. “Uh.” There were a few variations on that sound before Beauchamp said, “Tell me what happened to Bob.”

“It’s none of your business.” Tai pushed away from the wall and turned on one of the faucets. “Some inspiration.”

“Yeah, thanks.” Beauchamp’s voice was polished, smooth as silk with a hint of the Carolinas in it and an ever-stronger promise of a laugh waiting to happen.

“Relax and concentrate.”

“Not helping.”

Tai made a living reading truth, fear or desperation in people’s voices, their faces, their body language. Right now Beauchamp was projecting all three. And that came overlaid with the awareness Tai should never have of a client. To know he liked it hard and dirty with a commanding voice in his ear.

The sooner this was over with, the sooner Tai could be in Sutton’s office, passing Beauchamp onto another P.O. That was what he told himself, but it was only half the truth as he took a step to put himself close enough to growl into Beauchamp’s ear, “Do it. Now.”

Question: What does Tai hold for Beach during the test? Don’t giveaway the answer in the comments!

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Songs In My Head–Beach and Tai–Day 7

(This was supposed to happen yesterday, but if you go look at my tweet stream, we had a minor medical emergency at the homestead.)

We writers do like our playlists. I know a book is ready to be written when I start putting together a playlist, when I hear a song and think OMG that is so him/them!. For the most part, I listen to the play list in the car or shower. Sometimes, I have a special playlist for a particular scene. I guess may be different for me is that I rarely listen to my playlist when I’m putting the words on the paper. I mostly listen to them in the car or shower. (Thank the writing gods for voice memos and aquanotes). For writing, I like ambient sounds, like rain or even typewriter clicks. I used to write to music, but maybe my brain is too old now to multitask words. Sometimes I’ll still haul out something that is pure feels, something I know so well I don’t hear the words anymore and play that to get the feels down on the paper.

One of my favorite things about songs and stories is when other people say “Hey, this song reminded me of your character/book.” It’s such a cool way to learn how other people see the characters and the story. The Lera Lynn version of TV on the Radio’s “Wolf Like Me” that was such an awesome addition to Bad Behavior’s playlist was actually recommended by a critique partner early on. It was a great fit for thinking while driving.

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