Page 61 of How to Love a Rockstar

“You know I’m obsessed with Claire Kingsley.” The Miles Family series hooked me and I haven’t let go since.

“You’re out of excuses. Let’s go.”

I narrow my eyes. “How am I out of excuses? You didn’t bother to ask if I have any plans.”

“One, your boyfriend is busy. Two, you never have plans.”

“Dylan isn’t my boyfriend.” We’ve been on two dates. Two dates does not a boyfriend make.

“Dylan is totally your boyfriend.”

“Whatever.” I’m not going to fight her on this. She’s been pushing me toward Dylan since he arrived in town. I don’t know why. She’s usually not pushy. Unless… “Did you place a bet on me and Dylan getting together?”

“Me?” She feigns being innocent but when she cracks her knuckles I know she’s lying.

“You know I hate betting.” She’s one of the few people who knows why.

“It’s a bit of innocent fun. It’s not malicious. Everyone in town wants you two together is all.”

“I don’t know if I want to live in the same town as you anymore.”

She bounces on her toes. “You love me and you know it.”

“I should have transferred high schools,” I mumble as I slip on my shoes and grab my keys.

“Don’t forget your Kindle.”

I grab my purse and slam the door. “You won. You can stop gloating now.”

She laces her arm through mine. “Don’t be silly. The gloating has only just begun.”

“Where is book club anyway?” I ask to head off the gloating since Indigo is an excellent gloater. Ask me how I know.

“Sexy book club,” she corrects.

I roll my eyes. “Where is sexy book club?”

“Fall Into A Good Book.”

“The bookstore your grandma used to own?” I don’t know why I’m asking. There’s only one bookstore in town. Considering the size of the town, it’s lucky there’s a bookstore at all. Although, judging by how busy the library is, the townspeople love to read.

“Yep. A local bought it. Aspen is her name. She’s married to the chief of police.”

I haven’t met Aspen yet despite visiting the bookstore a few times. I probably should make more of an effort to make friends in town since I plan to stay here.

But making friends hasn’t been easy for me since sixth grade when I became friends with Julie only to find out later her other friends bet her she couldn’t make friends with the ‘shy bookworm’. Merely one of the reasons I hate betting.

We reach the bookstore and Indigo opens the door to usher me inside. I stall when I notice how crowded it is. Crowds make me nervous. This was a bad idea. I back up but Indigo nudges me forward until I stumble inside.

“Welcome to the sexy book club,” a woman greets us. “I’m Aspen.”

I hold out my hand. “I’m—”

“Virginia, the new librarian.”

“If Gratitude ever retires,” I grumble.

She laughs. “Gratitude is a force of nature. She hated me when we were kids.”

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