Page 76 of How to Love a Rockstar

I break to a stop. “You have a route planned?”

He nods. “And a picnic.”

“You have a route and a picnic planned?”

“I can’t exactly give you a bike without a plan.”

“Did I say thank you yet?”

He grins. “You did.”

“Oh, okay. I guess I won’t thank you later tonight then.”

He swallows. “You can always thank me again.”

I shrug. “Maybe.”

“You haven’t seen the picnic yet. When you see the picnic, you’ll change your mind.”

“Where is this picnic?” I throw my arms out. “I don’t see any picnic.”

“Come on.” He starts pedaling. “I’ll show you.”

I hurry to catch up to him. “Where are we going?”

Dylan chuckles at my impatience. “It’s a surprise.”

I huff. “I already got the bike as a surprise. You can tell me.”

“And here I thought you were patient.”

“I am patient.”

“Except when it comes to surprises,” he mumbles as we turn onto a biking trail toward the river.

“I don’t get many surprises. So, sue me for getting overexcited.”

“Things are changing, my little librarian. From now on, you’ll be getting more surprises than you know what to do with.”

“Promises. Promises. Pro…”

My words trail off when we round a bend and the river and falls come into view. “Wow.”

It’s beautiful here. The mountains are in the background, far away, and nearby is flowing water with lush green surrounding it.

“Let’s stop here,” Dylan suggests but I’m already slowing down.

We dismount our bikes and he leads us toward the waterfall.

“This is the waterfall for which Winter Falls is named,” he tells me.

“How do you know?”

“I may have done a bit of research for today’s outing.”

“You keep surprising me.”

He winks. “That’s the idea.”

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