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Rose McAlister was always the perfect daughter and student, but it was never enough for her high society family. Tired of the big city spotlight, Rose accepts a teaching job at the most remote location hiring \u2013 in the middle of the prairie in South Dakota. This was her chance for adventure, her opportunity to shine as an educator, and her shot at forgetting the ex-boyfriend who left her heart torn to pieces and her bank account in shambles. In South Dakota, Rose vows she\u2019ll find someone to love and trust.
\nSeth Peterson is a wanderer. Not surprising since he didn’t know where he was going or where he came from. When a beautiful, flower-tattooed woman enters his life claiming to be from the future, he doesn’t know which is crazier: her, or the fact that he is falling in love and wanting to put down roots. Before he can decide if it\u2019s best to follow his aimless path or to obey his heart, women are being stabbed to death in town and it looks like Rose might be next on the killer’s list. Can this new love survive not only the slash of steel, but also the test of time?<\/p>\n
Excerpt: \u201cNope.\u201d The guy sure stayed in character well. That\u2019s for sure. Her teeth rattled with the bounce of the trot.<\/p>\n \u201cStop.\u201d Rose screamed and the horse halted.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou may be used to riding around on a horse but my legs are about rubbed raw and all this bouncing is going to shake a tooth loose.\u201d She hated to complain but the stress of not knowing where she was, and Peterson\u2019s insistence that he lived in the 1800\u2019s was starting to get on her nerves. \u201cPlus you\u2019re freaking me out with this old west stuff. How far are we from Harvest?\u201d<\/p>\n He pointed in the distance. \u201cYou can just see the edge of town.\u201d Peterson clicked his mouth and Kadoka started toward town.<\/p>\n Relief and despair hit at the same time. She was glad to see Harvest but hated to admit her time with Seth Peterson, if that was his real name, was ending soon. Rose circled her arms around his waist and held on tight. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and her heart skipped a beat. With her luck, some member of the school board would probably be the first person they ran into. That\u2019s all she needed.<\/p>\n A gasp escaped her lips as the town got larger with every step of the horse\u2019s hooves. It was like a movie set. Everyone was dressed in old fashion attire just like him. There were horses and wagons and no signs of the twenty first century anywhere. This couldn\u2019t be Harvest. Even with the heat, she was chilled.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t worry, I won\u2019t leave you alone.\u201d His reassurance both frightened and comforted her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy is everyone starring at us?\u201d Her arms hugged him tighter.<\/p>\n \u201cBecause you\u2019re half naked.\u201d His husky laugh made her tingle.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat? I am not.\u201d Feminine giggling caught her attention and she looked up at a group of colorful ladies lounging on a deck above. \u201cBut those ladies have less on than I do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s a whorehouse.\u201d He released her hands from around his waist as they stopped in front of a light green building. The overhead sign proclaimed it Brink\u2019s Dry Goods and General Store. \u201cLet me do the talking. I don\u2019t want anyone thinking you\u2019re crazy. I\u2019ll see if anyone has found your horse.\u201d His voice low so only she could hear.<\/p>\n \u201cI told you I don\u2019t have a horse, I\u2019m looking for my car,\u201d she whispered back.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s exactly what I mean. You start flapping your mouth about cars and a cell with a phone, whatever the hell that is, not to mention claiming Hickok being dead.\u201d He flung his leg across the horse\u2019s neck and jumped down. \u201cThey\u2019ll be wanting to lock you up for the night.\u201d<\/p>\n ABOUT THE AUTHOR<\/strong><\/p>\n Ginger Ring is an eclectic, hat-loving Midwestern girl with a weakness for cheese, dark chocolate, and the Green Bay Packers. She loves reading, playing with her cats, watching great movies, and has a quirky sense of humor. Publishing a book has been a lifelong dream of hers and she is excited to share her romantic stories with you. Her heroines are classy, sassy and in search of love anFacebookd adventure. When Ginger isn\u2019t tracking down old gangster haunts or stopping at historical landmarks, you can find her on the backwaters of the Mississippi River fishing with her husband.<\/p>\n Amazon<\/a> | Goodreads<\/a> | Facebook<\/a>\u00a0| Twitter<\/a> | Website<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Rose McAlister was always the perfect daughter and student, but it was never enough for her high society family. Tired of the big city spotlight, Rose accepts a teaching job at the most remote location hiring \u2013 in the middle of the prairie in South Dakota. This was her chance for adventure, her opportunity to … Continue reading #AuthorSpotlight – The Pink Rose of the Prairie by @GingerRings<\/span> ![\"29385-add-to-goodreads-button-2\"](\"https:\/\/roughdraftbookblog.files.wordpress.com\/2017\/01\/29385-add-to-goodreads-button-2.png?resize=134%2C45\")
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