Page 5 of How to Love a Rockstar

Fender doesn’t respond. He simply grunts before focusing his attention on his sausage and eggs.

Jett drops his fork and leans back while rubbing his stomach. “I guess I’ll have to figure out a way to amuse myself while Cash and Dylan help Indigo.”

Jett left to his own devices is never a good idea.

“No way. You’ll end up in trouble.” I turn to Indigo. “Let me tell you about the time he decided to try magic mushrooms.”

We laugh and joke as we eat breakfast. It’s like old times. Jett gets mad and storms out of the house when we make fun of him. Exactly like old times.

Except Indigo is now a member of our crew. If only I could find a woman to love who also fits in with my friends.

She sighs as she stands to gather the dishes. “We need to get going. I promised the librarian I’d be at the library by now.”

“Gibson and I’ll clean up,” Fender offers.

“Why did I get roped into helping?” Gibson complains but he takes the dishes from Indigo and begins cleaning up.

Cash and I load the truck up with boxes and we drive to the library. Once we’re parked on the square, Indigo jumps out to meet the librarian while Cash and I carry in the boxes.

“Look who I found, Cash,” Indigo says when we enter the storage room. “You remember my friend Virginia? She’s one of the librarians here.”

I glance over and catch sight of the most beautiful woman in the world. She has long brown hair pulled high in a bun on the top of her head displaying her long and elegant neck. A neck I’d love to nuzzle while my hands play with those curves her sweater and short skirt can’t hide. Then, I’d rip off those glasses that give me all kinds of ideas about playing the librarian and the naughty patron before I—

Bam!I run smack into the wall. The box I’m carrying topples to my feet, and the books scatter everywhere.

“What’s going on back there?” a woman yells.

“Nothing!” Virginia yells back. My little librarian has some lungs on her. I wonder if I could get her to scream in the bedroom. I don’t mind putting in the effort. In fact, I look forward to it.

“Keep your voice down!”

Virginia rolls her eyes. “You better get out of here. Gratitude is going to be a bear with all this ruckus.”

Cash wipes his hands on his jeans. “We’re finished anyway. Good seeing you, Virginia.” He smirks at me. “You coming, butterfingers?”

I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to spend my morning getting to know my little librarian. When I glance her way, she ducks her head, but not before I notice the frown. Why is she frowning at me? Does she not know who I am?

Wait. Does she not know I’m a rockstar? Intriguing. I can’t wait to introduce myself to Virginia, the little librarian. Our stay in Winter Falls is suddenly looking up.

I clear my throat. “Yeah, I’m coming.”

But I’ll be back my little librarian. You can count on it.

Chapter 3

Boom! – the sound of Dylan crashing and burning

Virginia

“Is Eostare the same as Easter?” I ask my boss Gratitude as we stroll toward Main Street for the festival.

She scowls at me. “How can you not know what Eostare is?”

Because people outside of Winter Falls have no idea what it is, I think but don’t say. I know better than to back-talk my boss and landlord. Why did I ever agree to live with my boss while I search for a more permanent place to stay?

Silly me. I thought Gratitude, as the elderly librarian who is retiring, would be welcoming to me as her replacement. Not even close. She resents having to retire. She resents having to hire me. She resents having to train me. She’s a big ball of resentment with a gray mop of hair on top.

“I’d never heard of Eostare before today,” I admit and wait for her to put on her condescending hat. She’s worn it a lot since I came to Winter Falls to become the town’s librarian.

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