Page 43 of How to Love a Rockstar

Two encounters equals two chances to chip away at her walls. I know better than to try and bust her walls down. Ginny is a woman you have to finesse, not conquer.

“He’s here!” a woman shouts the second I enter.

Damn. I thought tonight was a Winter Falls affair without tourists. I don’t want to deal with screaming fans when I’m trying to convince an extremely skittish librarian to give me a chance.

The woman rolls her eyes. “Stop making a face. I don’t care if you’re a famous rockstar. I’m married to a movie star.”

“What?”

“I’m Juniper.” She sticks out her hand.

“Dylan.”

“I’m in charge of the movie night.”

I raise an eyebrow. “In charge? I didn’t notice you here when we were re-arranging the furniture.”

“The guys re-arrange the furniture.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “I think you mean. Thank you, Dylan, for moving all the tables and chairs.”

She giggles. “The gossip gals are at it again.”

“Explain yourself.”

“Enjoy the ride, Dylan, lead guitar player forCash & the Sinners.Enjoy the ride.”

Jett claps me on the back. “What ride are we taking?”

Juniper wags a finger at him. “It’s not your turn.”

He rocks back on his heels. “I can wait.”

“You’re going to be a fun one.”

He winks. “I am fun.”

A man who resembles Maverick Langston throws an arm around her shoulders. “You’ll be having fun with someone else.”

Jett’s jaw drops open. “Are you Maverick Langston?”

“Are you Jett fromCash & the Sinners?”

Jett shakes his head. “Sorry. I didn’t expect to meet an actor in Winter Falls.”

“You never know what’s going to happen in Winter Falls.”

I know what I want to happen. I want my little librarian to fall for me. Where is Ginny anyway? I scan the room and spot her on the other side chatting with Indigo.

“Excuse me.” I don’t bother to wait for their replies and stalk across the room toward the object of my obsession.

Since we left the library an hour ago, she’s showered and changed her clothes. She’s now wearing a spring dress. It molds to all her curves. Curves I can’t wait to explore. She spots me and pushes her glasses up her nose with a shy smile aimed my way.

My long legs eat up the distance between us.

“Hey, Ginny.” I greet her with a kiss on her cheek.

Indigo raises her eyebrows. “Ginny? You never let anyone shorten your name before.”

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