Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“This is Amanda’s grandson?”
“Yes. A really sweet lady, isn’t she? She couldn’t stand the thought of one of her flesh and blood spending eternity with the Dark One, so she has been campaigning Peter to bend the rules a little… although if anyone deserves to be downstairs, it’s certainly Mason Collins.” Paul shook his head.
“I’m still confused.”
“This is where you come in. You are going to redeem him. Right now his spirit is in limbo. You have to right the wrongs done by him while he was alive. He’s been a bad boy so you have your work cut out for you.”
“I have to redeem him? Isn’t it up to the individual to redeem themselves?”
“Normally, yes, but this was what Amanda chose as her reward. The thing is, even when he is redeemed in the eyes of the people he once hurt, Mason is still going to serve a long time in purgatory, and even then he might not make it upstairs, Still, purgatory is better than sharing time with Luc, and those are the breaks.”
“What if I don’t redeem him?”
“You have to come back, but you lose your Watcher status.”
“How am I going to do this and win Brandi back?”
“Well, my friend, you can’t get something for nothing, not even in heaven.”
“Look at me! Brandi might not even want me. I don’t think her preferences run to pasty white boys.”
“I’m sure any woman you loved cares more about the person inside than the surface, but like I said before, you’re seeing your new self from the eyes of a man. Seen through the eyes of a woman, you’re actually quite attractive. Now, let me finish telling you the rest of your conditions.”
“There’s more?” Damon asked in disbelief.
“Yup, but remember, this is what you wanted. You can’t tell Brandi who you were and you can’t tell her what Rodney did. She has to find out for herself. If you break one of these rules, you will be summoned back immediately to spend some time in purgatory with our friend Mason before the big guy lets you back in.”
“What happens if I redeem this guy, but I fail to win Brandi back?”
“You’ll be stuck in this body until it gives out.”
“Didn’t you say this guy was on the verge of a massive heart attack?”
“He was.” Paul winked.
“Ah. Some strings were pulled.”
“You could say that. Look, I have to get out of here before your little friend wakes up and wonders who the heck you’re talking to. See you later… Mason.”
“Wait! How do I go about redeeming this guy? What exactly has he done?”
“I’d tell you, my friend, but I have a feeling you’ll soon find out. Remember, from now on you’re Mason Collins. Damon Evans no longer exists. You’ve been given just enough of his memories to function as Mason, but you’ll have to learn more on your own. Call me in case of an emergency. Good luck.” Paul disappeared.
“Hey, wait!” Damon--Mason--called back. Damn. He obviously had his work cut out for him. First, he had to think about winning his family back from that maniac.
“Mason, who are you talking to? I want to play.”
Mason turned around: the blonde was sitting up in bed. “Uh, I wasn’t talking to anyone.”
Paul mentioned a divorce, so who the heck was this? She didn’t look older than sixteen. God, please tell me that you didn’t put me in the body of a pedophile.
“Don’t you want to come back to bed? It sure is awful cold between the sheets without you.” She pouted and dropped the bed sheet to her waist, revealing the largest man-made breasts he’d ever seen.
His eyes nearly bulged out of his head. How in the world did she manage to walk upright with those gigantic jugs? His thoughts drifted to Brandi’s small but well-formed breasts, and he hardened, thinking about her little brown nipples in his mouth. Brandi had this woman beat hands down.
The blonde giggled, obviously thinking the erection he now sported was for her. “I see you want to play, too. Now come back to bed, lover.” She crooked a finger at him.
This was the last thing he needed. “Well, I…I think I’m pretty worn out from last night, sweetie. How about hopping into the shower and I’ll make us some breakfast.”
The blonde’s eyes widened in surprise before she burst into tears.
What was wrong with breakfast? He walked over to the bed and sat next to her, uncomfortable to be around a strange naked woman whose name he didn’t know and who might not be legal. Mason took her hand in his.
“Why are you crying?”
“I didn’t please you and now you’re going to fire me! I cheated on my boyfriend for nothing.” She sobbed uncontrollably.
What in the world? Mason Collins had threatened this woman’s job if she didn’t sleep with him? What a slimy bastard. How was he going to wiggle his way out of this?