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)
“Would a decent guy do some of the things you told me he did Friday night? I’m a little concerned. I’ve always felt uncomfortable around him.”
Brandi frowned. Lisa was usually very outspoken so it was surprising that she hadn’t mentioned anything earlier.
As though reading her mind, her sister said, “You don’t remember, do you? I did try to tell you, but you thought I was imagining things.”
“What? When?”
“When Damon was alive, you guys used to have barbecues. Rodney was always there and he was always watching you…it was a little unnerving. I mentioned it to you then, but you laughed it off. And at the engagement party, he seemed to go berserk when you were out of his sight. It was a little creepy.”
What could she say? He had become a little more possessive of her time and attention ever since she accepted his proposal, but she dismissed it as a sign of his eagerness to get married and into her bed. Now certain little incidents played in the back of her mind…like how he would always show up unexpectedly where she was and how he seemed to want to know her comings and goings.
Could her sister be on to something? Lisa took her hand. “Sweetie, only you can make the best decision for you, but I will say this: whatever you decide will affect your children as well.”
“You’re right.”
“I know. I usually am.”
Brandi rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
“You know, you never did tell me why you wanted me to pick up DJ when you were home all weekend. Mason was very nice and pretty darn good looking for a white guy. He seemed pretty disappointed when I showed up at his doorstep. Did something happen between the two of you?”
“Why would you ask that?”
“Aha! So, something did happen. All you had to do was say no. I didn’t know your taste ran to vanilla. Hmm, I wonder what Daddy would say. You know how vocal he is about certain social views.
“Daddy won’t say anything because there’s nothing to say. Now, can we drop the subject?”
Lisa gave her a knowing smile. “Hey, I don’t have a problem with him being white, and he’s obviously rich. Hmm, if I were single, I would date him.”
Brandi thought it would be best if she didn’t answer or she might end up decking her sister. She never felt more relieved than when her lunch hour was over.
Mason was sitting in the waiting room when Brandi walked through the door. She didn’t notice him as she walked to the back of the office. God, she was beautiful. More than anything he wanted to get out of his seat and pull her into his arms. He couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss they shared on Friday. She tasted so sweet, just as he remembered.
He remembered.
He was still trying to come to terms with the fact that he might forget some of his most precious memories. Mason only hoped that he could win her back before that happened. Perhaps he wouldn’t have the old memories, but he could at least make new ones with her. It was a good thing he made this appointment with Dr. Cross or he didn’t think he would have been able to come up with a good excuse to see her again.
It upset him on Saturday when Lisa came to pick up DJ. He had his apology ready and hoped she would be open to them seeing more of each other after she got some time to think about it, but she didn’t show up.
“Mr. Collins, you can go in now.” The dental assistant peeked through the door. His heart raced as he walked to one of the back rooms. He took a seat in the dental chair and let the woman arrange a bib around his neck.
Mason knew Brandi wasn’t the only hygienist in this office, but he hoped he got her. Even if he didn’t, he would find her.
“Someone will be with you shortly.” The pretty assistant smiled at him and gave him a little wink as she sashayed out.
When he had first discovered himself in this body, he hadn’t found it very appealing, but it seemed like the ladies did. Go figure. Anyway, there was only one woman’s interest he wanted to capture.
Dr. Cross entered the room. He was a small man with thinning black hair and thick bushy brows. He had been Brandi’s boss since she graduated from college.
“Hello, young man, how are you today?”
“I’m fine, thanks.”
Dr. Cross looked at his chart. “You’re here for a cleaning, I see. Well, let me take a look at those choppers and make sure you don’t have any cavities and that your gums are healthy. Then I’ll send in one of my hygienists to take it from there. Okay?”
“Sure.”
He always hated going to dentists, not liking the intrusion of someone messing in his mouth, but he had taken good care of his teeth. He hoped that the old Mason Collins cared about his dental hygiene as well.