Title: Two Worlds Collided
Author: Karen Michelle Nutt
Genre: Time Travel, Paranormal
Evie Reid, on a whim, agrees to travel back in time to 1997 to change bad boy Bellamy Lovel's path of destruction. She's smart with a college degree, but she's still fan-girl crazy for the rock band Civilized Heathens. Evie knows despite all Bellamy's smiles and enthusiasm on the stage, he's destined to end it all on one lonely night in a hotel room unless she can change his path.
Bellamy isn't keen on having Evie as his personal assistant, hired by his band mates to watch over him and keep him on schedule. However, there is something about the woman that sparks his interest, despite his best to ignore her. When darkness threatens to consume him, he realizes she may be the only light that will chase the shadows away.
Bellamy leaned against the door of his hotel room and scrubbed his face with both hands. What the hell just happened out there? He turned his head to stare at his door as if it would produce the answers.
He meant to have a little fun. Meant to loosen up Miss Book Marm and make her relax. Damn, she was a slave driver half the time. Kept him on his toes, made him show up on time to his interviews. Hell, he hadn't been on time – ever. He was two weeks late to his own birth, according to his mother. What did he expect? She took foreign language classes because she was bored. Normal people think let's go have some fun. Get a drink, see a movie, or take a walk on the beach.
He headed over to the refrigerator where he knew it was stocked with his favorite booze. He grabbed a bottle, opened it and took a swig. Miss Book Marm had done a number on him. It all started when she rushed to his aid when he'd fallen off the stage the other day. He couldn't miss the concern, the stark fear in her eyes. Jesus, it was intense. He almost believed he'd been in mortal danger.
He liked how she took the time to make sure he truly was okay. Her nervous chatter kind of turned him on. He hadn't been lying when he said that to her.
He took another long drink as he remembered the moment. It had been a long time since anyone really cared to ask him how he was. They avoided that question, 'How are you doing?' for fear he might tell them the truth. He felt like shit most of the time. Especially when he was beating himself up for his father's death. He took another swig from the bottle.
Then she surprised him again tonight in the hall, just now.
If I go with you to your room, I'll give you the best sex you ever had.
Had she really said that to him? Miss prim and proper... Since she'd been assigned to him, he read her application just to find out who she was and where she came from. He knew she was a nurse at some old-folks place, but he hadn't wanted her to realize, at the time of her administrations, that he'd taken the time to find out. It was why he'd told her he would wait for the nurse. Should have known she wouldn't back down. His lips curved. "Prim and proper and feisty. Interesting combo, Miss Reid."
Didn't know she was Bryce's sister until then. "Miss Emerson Violet Reid," he murmured as he fell onto the bed. She smelled like... Hell, like lust, sex, and all woman rolled into one. "Yeah, mighty fine."
He sat up with a start as he realized what he'd been thinking. He could smell her. He did smell her, hadn't he? Or had she just flummoxed him so much he believed he had? Would she taste as good too? He shook his head. Scents were lost to him. He stared at his beer bottle and took a swig and smacked his lips for good measure. Nothing. Zilch. He didn't taste a damn thing.
He sprang from the bed and went over to the fridge in search of something else to try. He opened another bottle and another... He went for the chips and the candy... Nothing. Frustrated he swept his hand across the table sending everything he tried flying away and crashing against the far wall.
"Fuck!" Of course, he hadn't regained his taste or sense of smell. "Fuckin' hell!"
He needed something stronger. Something that would bring him to the edge, where tasting and smelling didn't matter.
He strode over to the closet where he set up his suitcase on the foldout luggage rack. He dug through his bag where he kept his toiletries and lifted a zip-lock bag from the interior.
Evie might have been playing when she read his palm, but she was right. He wanted peace and he craved happiness. Right now the white powder staring back at him was his slice of heaven, his escape from the pain and from the loneliness. He was so damn alone.
Was he feeling sorry for himself right now? Hell, yes. He could only smell one woman on the entire planet, and she was off limits. Emerson Violet Reid was good and wholesome despite her claims she'd bed him. He knew better. She was too good, and he had no right soiling her good name.
He lined the white powder in rows on the table and snorted his way to oblivion. Only his fantasies taunted him with images of Miss Book Marm next door, seductive images as she teased him, taking off her clothes one at a time, but before things really became interesting, she turned away, leaving him in the dark.
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Karen Michelle Nutt resides in California with her husband. Though her three children are grown and starting their own adventures, she still has a houseful of demanding pets. Jack, her Chorkie, is her writing buddy and sits long hours with her at the computer.
When she's not time traveling, fighting outlaws, or otherworldly creatures, she creates book covers at Gillian's Book Covers, "Judge Your Book By Its Cover".
Whether your reading fancy is paranormal, time travel or contemporary romances, all her stories capture the rich array of emotions that accompany the most fabulous human phenomena—falling in love.
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