Page 7 of How to Love a Rockstar

I wring my hands as I debate how I could possibly help. Before I can figure out what to do, the police force lines itself up in front of the band to protect them. Local citizens join the line and the crowd calms down.

Soon enough the excitement is over. The crowd disperses but my feet are glued to the ground. I need to know Dylan wasn’t injured in the kerfuffle.

It’s not because I still want him. He’s an idiot with serious memory issues and I promised myself I wouldn’t obsess over him anymore. But he’s friends with my best friend and she was with him. I want to make sure Indigo wasn’t hurt.

I push up on my toes and notice the band milling around. No one appears to be injured and I don’t see any blood. Phew. Everyone’s fine.

“I have a librarian to locate,” Dylan says.

Uh oh. I don’t think he’s referring to Gratitude. I scurry inside the jewelry store where I wait until he saunters past on the sidewalk.

“Personally, I wouldn’t run away when a sexy rockstar wants me,” a woman says.

“There’s more to the story.”

She grins. “There always is.” She extends her hand. “I’m Rain.”

“Virginia,” I say as I shake her hand.

“This is going to be fun.”

“Fun? What’s going to be fun?” What in the world is she talking about?

She chuckles. “Enjoy the ride.”

Enjoy the ride? What ride? Is she referring to my future?

“Are you a fortune teller?” I wouldn’t be surprised to find one in Winter Falls.

“Nope.” She peeks out of the windows. “The coast is clear.” She motions to the jewelry around the store. “Unless you want to buy something.”

“Um.” I bite my lip.

She barks out a laugh. “Get out of here, Virginia Hale.”

I don’t bother asking how she knows my last name and hurry to the door.

“And don’t forget to tell your man I stock engagement rings,” she hollers after me.

I trip on air and have to steady myself on the door before I end up flat on my face.My man? Engagement ring?

The woman might not be a fortune teller but she is crazy. Note to self:Bohemian Treasuresis not a safe hiding place.

Chapter 4

Shock – how you feel when you discover who’s living across the hallway from you

Virginia

“Thanks for agreeing to help,” I tell Indigo when I open the door. I frown when I notice she’s not alone. She has a whole crowd with her – includinghim.

I scowl. “I didn’t realize you were bringinghimwith you.”

“Who’s she referring to?” Gibson scans the group. “It’s me, isn’t it?”

He swaggers forward, but Jett shoves him out of the way. “I call dibs.”

I wish I could say I don’t know who Gibson and Jett are. That I didn’t follow Dylan’s career for the past eleven years. But I can’t. I know exactly who they are. I know who all the members ofCash & the Sinnersare. With how popular the band is, it’s hard not to.

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