Cary knelt beside the little girl who’d become her daughter. She looked up at Micah and mouthed I love you. Then she turned back to Willa Wild.
“Honey, one thing about life, there’s always more cupcakes.”
About the Author
Stephanie Berget was born loving horses, developing a lifelong love of rodeo when she married her Bronc Rider. She and her husband traveled throughout the Northwest while she ran barrels and her cowboy rode bucking horses. She started writing to put a realistic view of rodeo and ranching into western romance. Stephanie and her husband live on a farm located along the Oregon/Idaho border, where they raise hay, horses and cattle, with the help of Dizzy Dottie, the Border Collie, and two Munchkin cats, Magic and Martin.
Visit her at http://www.stephanieberget.com.
An excerpt from Stephanie Berget’s novel Radio Rose:
Radio Rose
Tapping at the side window caused her to jump. The pain from her head making contact with the steering wheel affected her vision. All she could see was a dark, shadowy blob. Sharp, prickly spots of fear wormed their way down her back as she tried to crawl from beneath the steering wheel.
It grabbed her upper arms. “Stop fighting me. I’m not going to hurt you.”
“That’s what they all say,” Rose shrieked, “just before they abduct you.”
“Stop it!” The tone and volume of its voice penetrated the static in her head, and she quit struggling.
This alien spoke very clear English. The voice was deep with no sign of an accent.
She focused her eyes on the way his T-shirt stretched across his muscular chest then slid her gaze up until she came to his face, surprised to see a very good-looking man.
With dark blond hair, ocean blue eyes and a delectably, kissable mouth, he was the personification of her make-believe boyfriend. She licked her lips and lifted one hand to touch his face before coming to her senses.
Boy, the aliens had taken morphing to a whole new level. It would be easy to relax into his strong arms, but she needed to keep what senses she had left sharp.
“Are you hurt?” he asked.
Rose was still in shock and shook her head. What a mistake! Glass shards of pain sliced into her brain. She slammed her eyes shut and sucked in a breath.
Her anti-alien helmet slipped to the side, and he gently lifted it off her head. Pressing it into her hands, he waited for her to open her eyes.
She peeked at her helmet and saw half the lights had burned out. “Damn, piece of crap. This piece of crap is guaranteed for ten years. How am I going to make good on the guarantee if I’m abducted? Answer me that.”
“Are you dizzy?” he asked. “Can you walk?”
As she lifted her gaze to his eyes, firefly sparkles flashed across her vision. She’d forgotten he was there.
I must be out of my mind. Abducted by aliens, and I’m worrying about this piece of junk.
As she tried to answer, the words froze into little clumps of ice and melted back down her throat.
“How many fingers do you see?” he asked, holding up one hand.
“Hold them still so I can count.”
“How many?” he asked again, impatience riding on each word.
It seemed a stupid question for an alien to ask, but now was not the time to question these guys on their mathematical skills. Focusing her eyes, she counted the fingers slowly, twice then told the truth. “Seven.”
“You need to sit down while I try to get you out of here.” He carried her to a vehicle, opened the door and placed her on the seat.
“Don’t take me with you. Please, I’m not a normal human. I wouldn’t make a good specimen,” Rose pleaded as she stuffed her trembling hands between her knees to hide the shaking. “Really, I’ll skew your results.”
She focused her vision and concentrated on his features. Nothing was making sense. He looked like a human, a darn nice one, but her callers had told her aliens could change form at will.
He placed her helmet in her lap. Only a light, here and there, was blinking now. Forty-nine dollars and ninety-nine cents down the drain when she didn’t have money to spare. If she disappeared into outer space to be experimented on money would be the least of her worries.
Radio Rose available now from Amazon.
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