Every Breath Read Online Eve Vaughn

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
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Confusion was etched on her beautiful face. This would be easier than he thought. “I know it sounds silly, but sometimes I talk to him. I know he’s no longer with us physically, but it’s like I feel his spirit now and then, and I always feel better when I talk to him.”

“Really? I feel that way too. Does…does that bother you?” She bit her lip.

It bothered him like hell, but he smiled down at her. “Of course not. How could it bother me when I’m guilty of the same thing? I loved Damon very much. He was like a brother to me. Last night I asked him for a sign because I wanted his blessing. I believe in my heart that he’s just given it to me.”

“What was the sign?”

He hesitated for the briefest of moment before, he said, “When I was watching the lottery drawing after the news, the winning number was Damon’s badge number.”

Brandi looked amazed. “Really? I don’t know what to say.”

“Just say you’ll be happy. It’s what Damon would have wanted. He wants us both to be happy.”

A tear slid down Brandi’s cheek. “That sounds like Damon. I’m sorry I gave you a hard time earlier. I hope you know that I’m committed to you and I will try very hard to make you happy.”

“You already make me very happy. More than you know.” He hugged her close to him.

Gotcha! That’s right, Brandi, just keep believing that I give a damn about what Damon would think or want. For all I care, he could be in hell, which is exactly where he deserves to be for being with my woman.

I hope you are watching us, Damon, and I hope you see that Brandi is where she belongs. She’s mine now!

CHAPTER TWO

Damon opened his eyes to find himself in an unfamiliar bed. An attractive blonde slept soundly beside him. What in the world? His head spun. He hadn’t felt like this since he was in college, which was why he never touched alcohol again afterward.

Scrambling out of bed, he noticed his luxurious surroundings and wondered where the heck he was. Bringing his hand up to wipe the sleep from his eyes, he froze. He slowly examined the pale hand. In a panic, he rushed over to the full-length mirror by the bedroom door. Staring back at him was the image of a bearded, redheaded, green-eyed white man! This had to be some kind of sick joke!

His body felt solid, so this guy obviously worked out. Damon was almost too scared to feel himself between his legs, but curiosity got the better of him. Not believing what he felt, Damon looked inside the silk pajama bottoms he wore. Holy shit, the white boy was packing! His cock wasn’t even hard and it looked to be at least a good seven inches in its limp form. He might have been a little jealous if he hadn’t been such a well-endowed man himself when he was alive.

Wait a minute. He was alive!

“Are you having fun?” Damon turned around to see his friend Paul standing behind him. “What the hell is going on? Why am I here? I thought when I came back, I would come back as me!”

“Oh, come on, you should have known better than that. Now, don’t you think you would have freaked people out if you walked around in your old body? Besides, Peter did say there would be conditions and you agreed to them.”

“But couldn’t I have at least come back as a brother? Or maybe someone not quite so pale.”

“You’re being dramatic. Besides, the ladies apparently find Mason Collins quite appealing.” Paul grinned widely. “I suppose you’re wondering what I’m doing here.”

“Well, it did cross my mind. Aren’t you supposed to be watching the Fox family?”

“I have someone taking care of them for me. I think you probably need me a little more than they do right now.”

“Well?”

“Okay, man, here’s the deal. You are Mason Collins. You’re forty-two, divorced with one son, and you own this home, a couple of car dealerships, and five other properties. You⁠—”

“Wait a minute. Are you telling me I’m that obnoxious car salesman on TV? Brandi and I used to make fun of this guy and his tacky commercials and now I’m supposed to be that cheese ball?”

“Hey, beggars can’t be choosers, man. So, are you going to let me finish?” Paul glared at him.

Damon sighed.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why this guy, right?”

“I have to admit I’m very curious.”

“Mason was due for a massive heart attack last night, which he would not have survived. He was going straight to, well, you know where. I think Luc is going to be upset that he didn’t get his clutches into this one. Anyway, this guy’s grandmother is a Watcher. You know Amanda Collins, don’t you?”


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