Lost in Shadows (Lost) by Anita DeVito

Author:Anita DeVito
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled; Select Suspense; Anita DeVito; Lost; Lost in Tennessee; series; tortured hero; tortured heroine; healing
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Select Suspense)
Published: 2016-11-03T04:00:00+00:00

She was glad she decided to go to Nashville. Butch was a talented musician, a kindhearted, generous man who knew absolutely nothing about contracts. Seriously. What those producers were trying to lock him into bordered on fraud. She knew it. They knew it. And…she knew they knew, because they turned green as month-old egg salad when she called them on it. Butch had tipped his hat and walked out. No fuss. No scene. No deal.

Now she gawked through the windshield as he parked the truck in front of a grand hotel. She’d seen pictures, but they hadn’t done it justice. “The Opryland Hotel?”

“My way of saying thank you. By the way, you are now officially in charge of reading all my contracts. Finch used to do it, but now he spends all this time playing with Jeb.” He pulled a cowboy hat low over his eyes and got out of the truck. “Well, let’s go.”

She followed him, spinning in circles to take it all in. He put his hand on her lower back to steer her through the parking lot and into the building. “Oh. Look at this,” she said, bending eye-level with a plant. “It’s called a flytrap. It’s one of the most predatory plants. Did you know some plants began developing the ability to digest insects when they weren’t getting the nutrients they needed from the soil?”

Butch bent down and looked into the brilliant mouth. “It does look hungry.”

“What vivid colors in this lily. Did you know that there are over two thousand species of plants in the lily family? Tiger lilies are my favorite. My mother had them in a bed against the house. I wonder if they’ll grow back. I’m sure they didn’t survive the fire.”

Butch took off his hat and ran his fingers through his hair. “You know a lot about flowers.”

She shrugged. “I read it in a book once. Or a magazine. It might have been a magazine.”

“Oh my God. Oh my God! You’re Butch McCormick, right?” The pretty young woman in tight jeans and tall heels looked about to wet her panties. “I love you.”

Carolina looked away from the flowers to watch the woman put her hands on Butch’s arm while she jumped in place and made the sound of a donkey braying. The high-pitched wail shot across the gardens like a bat signal, snagging the attention of every celebrity-gazing person within a mile radius. Young, old, short, tall. They all made a beeline for the handsome man with the gray eyes.

She watched the scene in horror. They swarmed Butch. They just swarmed him. They had no respect for his personal space. No respect for his person. He smiled and took a step back but came up short against a wall of soft bodies. A Sharpie pen came out and buttons flew as the women exposed their breasts for a signature.

Carolina gasped as she lost sight of him behind the C cups and hairspray. She reached into the oversized planter for the watering hose.

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