Page 13 of How to Love a Rockstar

“There’s no reason to be embarrassed,” Feather says. “Sex is perfectly natural. And sexy books are the best.”

“She picks out the books for our sexy book club,” Petal explains. “In fact, you should join us.”

“We meet once a month at the bookstore,Fall into a Good Book.Have you been there yet?” Clove asks.

Have I been to the one and only bookstore in town? Of course, I have. I love books. It’s kind of a prerequisite to my profession as a librarian.

“Book club is fun, although we’ve yet to find a man who’s willing to strip for us,” Clove mutters.

I nearly swallow my tongue. I must have misheard. Why do I always feel as if I’m mishearing these ladies? “Strip for you?”

“To liven things up. We don’t have a strip club in town and Juniper won’t allow us any sexy movies on movie night.”

Feather leans close to whisper, “She says they’re porn.”

Sage crosses her arms over her chest. “And after we got her together with her movie star husband, too. Where’s the appreciation?”

I have no idea what they’re talking about and I don’t want to. I clear my throat. “I should make myself clear. I don’t need a matchmaker. I don’t need a boyfriend. I want a chance to settle into my new job and new home.”

“You don’t want a boyfriend? Not even Dylan?” Sage asks.

In an ideal world where I’m not a librarian, he’s not a rockstar, and he remembers me from high school, maybe I’d want Dylan as a boyfriend. Okay, fine. I’d jump at the opportunity.

But we’re not living in an ideal world. And Dylan still doesn’t remember me from high school. If I’m not worthy of being remembered, I’m not girlfriend material.

Yes! You are!The voice in the back of my mind insists.

Clove smirks. “She’s considering it. I can tell.”

I am not. I’m not considering Dylan kissing me. Would his lips be soft? They look soft. And I’m definitely not considering Dylan touching me. Flutters erupt in my stomach and warmth spreads over my body as I imagine his hands on me.

“This is excellent. This will be my favorite project,” Petal claims, and brings me back to reality where mousy librarians do not date rockstars.

“My love life is not a project,” I argue.

Sage pats my arm. “Don’t you worry. We’ll make sure the betting doesn’t get out of control.” She snaps her fingers. “Gossip gals move out.”

Feather rolls her eyes. “She thinks she’s a military general.”

Despite her words, the rest of the group follow Sage as she marches down the hallway.

“What bets?” I shout after them. They pretend not to hear me and continue on their way.

I shut the door and lean against it. Great. On top of resisting Dylan who now lives mere feet away from me, I now need to worry about a bunch of old ladies trying to match me with him.

So much for Winter Falls being a peaceful place to live.

Chapter 6

Bandmates – similar to family members except you go to jail if you kill one

Dylan

Iwhistle as I stroll through Winter Falls on my way toBertie’s Recording Studio.Things are looking up. Cash has his muse back and is writing music again. Which means the band can record our album and our producer will get off our back.

And Virginia is now living across the hallway from me. Since she’s extremely shy and shot me down once already, it won’t be easy to convince her to date me, but I’m a patient man.

I enter the studio and notice I’m the last to arrive. Our producer, Stan, is already here as is Rob, the studio engineer, and the rest of the band.

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