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)
“You’re so sexy, Brandi. You’re my little chocolate pocket Venus.”
“You’re my white knight,” she murmured.
He increased the pace of his thrusts, going faster and deeper, and Brandi worked her body over his, matching him stroke for stroke. Mason gripped her ass in his palms and plunged deeper still.
“Oh, God, Mason, I’m so close!”
“So am I.”
Each thrust pushed him closer to the edge. He was on fire and when he felt her pussy tighten around his cock and she screamed. He could no longer hold in his own explosive climax. His seed shot up her channel, and she went limp in his arms.
Mason pressed her body against the car, resting his head against her shoulder. He could hear the erratic beating of her heart that matched his own frenzied beating.
“I won’t ever accuse you of being all talk again.” She laughed.
“I told you I was a man of action.”
“I can’t wait to get home.”
“Are you ready for it again? You’re insatiable.” He chuckled.
“Only insatiable for you.”
“Brandi, I love you so much. Thank you for loving me,” he whispered.
“No, thank you.”
As they drove home, Mason couldn’t help but thank his lucky stars. When he had woken up at the hospital, a big chunk of his memory was missing. He couldn’t remember a lot of anything. The doctors told him that it was normal to experience some memory loss after head trauma and that maybe he would eventually get his memory back. He wasn’t so sure, and it was scary that he couldn’t remember so many special things that had happened in his life before the injury.
There was one thing he was grateful for. He remembered Brandi, and she had been by his side the whole time. Every day he thanked his lucky stars for her coming into his life. He loved her so much that it hurt sometimes, and he adored her twins as though they were his own already. Their children got along, and he couldn’t wait for them to be a family. It was as though he had a guardian angel looking out for him.
EPILOGUE
Mason walked into his house after visiting his mother. She seemed to be thriving at the retirement home, especially after she met a suave widower she had become quite fond of.
“Daddy, look at me!” the little girl waved at him as she did a cartwheel.
“That’s great, honey, but you probably shouldn’t be doing that in the house. Your mom wouldn’t like it. Where is everyone, by the way?”
“They’re in the pool. Are you coming? We’re playing Marco Polo.”
Mason looked indulgently at his youngest daughter. He and Brandi had been watching a news special about children who were up for adoption in the area. Adoption had not been in their minds, as they had three children between them already, but there was something that tugged their hearts about little Tina Reed’s story.
The poor thing had suffered so much in her young life. After a long discussion and running it by their children, Mason and Brandi had submitted the paperwork to begin the adoption process.
Looking at Tina with her shining brown hair and big hazel eyes, she didn’t look like the same child they originally taken in. She’d had been extremely shy and withdrawn. Brandi had been the only one she allowed to touch her. Whenever Mason took a step close to her she would scream. It had been obvious at the time that Tina had trust issues where men were concerned.
With continued counseling and through the love and support of their family, she slowly opened up to him. Tina had blossomed to become the vivacious child he saw standing in front of him. Now she gave him hugs and kisses freely. It upset her if she didn’t get a kiss goodnight from him.
Her mental hurdle was still a factor in their lives. With each passing day, however, she was getting better, and Mason was positive that one day she would be the wholly sunny child she was meant to be. Mostly she was happy and smiling like she was now; other times she wanted to be alone in her quiet place, her room.
One day after coming out of her quiet place, she had been smiling. Mason had asked her why she was so happy. She had replied, “I’m happy because my friend kept his promise. I’m never alone.” When Mason had asked her to elaborate, she’d given him a secretive smile and skipped away. At the time he’d shrugged it off, thinking she was perhaps referring to an imaginary friend, but sometimes he wondered.
Mason wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but it seemed to give Tina comfort. Perhaps she did have a guardian angel looking over her. At times, Mason felt like he had one as well because of all the good things in his life.
Besides welcoming Tina into their family, so many other things had happened. Karen married a man she’d met through her job as an image consultant. Although she never completely warmed to Mason, she had agreed to grant him joint custody. Mason had Ben on the weekends, summers, and school breaks. It worked out well for both parties, because it gave Karen a chance to spend time with her new husband, and it gave Mason a chance to cement the bond with his son.