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Ruthie clasped her hands and fought to keep from wringing them. The backstage area was alive with chatter. Excited giggles echoed around her as she waited for the cowboys.She looked at the other women. They were as diverse as the cowboys on the brochure. Women with every shade of hair and body type huddled together, some talking quietly about what to expect.With a knot of nausea in her throat, Ruthie didn’t feel like speaking. Besides, when she stepped onto the stage, she would be alone. No one could save her from what she’d chosen to do.Isabel, the stage manager, buzzed between girls, dashing notes on her clipboard. “You’re up third, Ruthie.”Nodding, she battled the urge to bolt for the door. Boarding the jet to Texas had given her the illusion she was going on a nice vacation. But once she’d arrived at the ranch and been taken into a private screening room to choose from a selection of cowboys, her real purpose hit hard.She’d come to find the most sexual pleasure she’d ever known, which would be easy considering she hadn’t found it with her former lovers.Images of the five cowboys she’d selected revolved through her mind. They were in the audience right now. In a few minutes she’d step onto the stage and they’d fight over who would win her.She dragged in a wavering gasp just as Isabel announced the first contestant was to take the stage.Holding her breath with the rest of the women, Ruthie watched from the sidelines as a tall girl with a pretty face and dishwater-blonde hair stood before the cowboys.Ruthie’s mind clouded, and she stared at her simple, flat leather sandals. How had she gotten here? From the third-grade classroom to a sex club. Her face burned.By the time she lifted her gaze again, the first woman was coming offstage.With a cowboy.Ruthie felt her jaw drop as she came face-to-face with the dashing, muscled man in worn denim, boots and hat. His shirt was blue plaid, sleeves rolled to his elbows, displaying a tattoo of a rodeo belt buckle on his forearm.“Take good care of her, Elliot,” Isabel said with a grin.He tipped his hat at Isabel and hooked the woman’s arm more securely over his. He led her through the throng of women and out the side door.Oh my God. Oh my God.Ruthie gasped for breath when contestant number two took the stage. She wore ill-fitting clothes that disguised her body. When she took her place in the spotlight, she smiled, and her whole appearance transformed.“I wish we could hear what they’re saying,” someone beside Ruthie whispered.Me too. What should she expect? More Q&A? How would she ever keep her knees from knocking when faced with all that testosterone?“Get ready, Ruthie. It’s almost your turn.”The knot in her belly pulled tight, and she was pretty sure she knew what expression she wore. In the classroom, it was one she’d come to recognize early—right before the cleanup.Contestant number two came off stage, grinning like Miss America and guided by a tanned hunk with his hand on the small of her back.Ruthie shivered, more aware of herself than ever before. Within minutes she’d be that girl, and she’d have some cowboy’s hand on her.All OVER me with any luck.“Ruthie, you’re on!”Sucking in a deep breath, she stepped onto the stage. Her sandals were almost noiseless on the polished floor. As soon as she stepped into the spotlight, she broke out in a sweat. Her watermelon-colored cotton sundress clung to her damp skin, and she squeezed her fingers together until her knuckles popped.Her heart throbbed heavily in her ears. Through the glare of lights, she could just make out the line of cowboys. They sat in plush leather chairs with red buttons before them.Oh my God, I’ve landed on a game show. And I’m the prize.
When did you first know you were a writer? Please tell us about it.
THIS OR THAT QUESTIONS
Cowboys or aliens? COWBOYS!
Alpha males or beta males? I love a little of each. A man who takes charge yet can take a softer role and help his woman with the house and babies is perfect.
Blue jeans or dresses? Jeans and skirts when it’s hot.
Sandals or high heels? Always heels! My high heels have heels. I’m just under 5’ tall, and I won’t be seen flat-footed.
Roses or daisies? Daisies please.
Vegetarian or meat eater? Meat eater. I have hunters in my family, and we eat a lot of wild game.
Land or water? Water. Love me a cruise.
Moonlight or sunlight? Moonlight.
Indoors or outdoors? Outdoors, preferably with my family.
- Pittsburgh, PA – because getting lost in a city with too many bridges and tunnels is so fun
- Kansas City, MO – great shopping and Christmas decorations
- Oklahoma City –hellllo! Horse show and cowboys!
- Wichita, KS – lots of energy in that city
- Nashville, TN – home to country music and all things country
- Disneyworld—Yes, it’s a city. It’s huge and packed with people. Where else can you wear mouse ears and call it fashion?
- Branson, MO – rodeo! And big country stars.
- NYC – to see the Rockettes at Christmas
- Salt Lake City, UT—beautiful mountains, hiking, biking, and a medium-sized city with a small-town feel
- Chattanooga, TN – history, nightlife, outdoor family activities, and smoking-hot Southern men!
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