NIGEL'S POV
“Honey! Sweetheart, are you alright?” A woman's voice asked as she swiped her thumb over my cheek.
I groaned and opened my eyes to see Mrs. W kneeling over me. I must have fainted when I realized I was stuck inside Prissy Pants' body. Don't get me wrong, I always imagined what it would be like to be inside her, but not in this way, if you know what I mean. I held my head while I tried to stand up.
“Easy honey,” Mrs. W said as she gently ran her hand over my back. “You didn't eat much last night. Maybe your blood sugar is low.”
“It's OK, Mrs. W, I'm cool,” I stated, trying my best not to fall to the ground again.
“Mrs. W?” She cocked a brow at me. Damn! I needed to focus, I couldn’t have a slip-up now.
“I meant Mama,” I gulped and she looked at me weird. So Mama was not right at all. I called mine Mom, so maybe I should have led with that. “Mom, I promise I'm fine.”
“Mom?” she gasped, clutching the diamond necklace around her neck. At least she had better taste in fashion
