Page 1 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

Chapter 1

Mercy – an out of work mechanic who’s about to find out not everyone loves a combustion engine

Mercy

“You have got to be kidding me,” I grumble at the sound of the police siren.

I check my speedometer. I’m going the speed limit. Fine. I’m going five over. But five over is pretty much the speed limit.

Maybe the police officer isn’t flashing his lights at me? But there’s no one else on this country road in the middle of nowhere Colorado. Crap on an oily cracker.

I pull over and switch off the engine. The engine gives a death rattle and the car jerks before it stops. I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment. Stupid ugly car.

I roll down the window and watch as the police officer saunters toward me. Ay caramba! If all the men in Winter Falls are as sexy as him, I have landed myself in hottie heaven.

Too bad I’ve sworn off men. But I can look. And drool.

“Hello, officer,” I greet as he stops at my window. “I don’t think I was speeding.”

I bite my bottom lip and try my best to appear innocent. Oh wait. I am innocent. Nearly forgot since it’s a rare occurrence.

“You were going three over.”

Is he seriously going to ticket me for going three over? What a fussy pants.

“But I didn’t pull you over for speeding.”

Phew. Such a relief since my checking account currently has a grand total of sixty-eight dollars in it.

“But you are breaking the town ordinance.”

“Town ordinance?” What does a town ordinance have to do with me?

He slaps the roof of the car and I cringe. A week ago I was driving a blue Shelby GT350 with a white racing stripe down the middle. I loved my Shelby girl. I miss her more than the asshole who stole her from me.

Zeke. What a scumbag. Good luck keeping the business afloat without your free woman power.

“Cars with combustion engines are not allowed in Winter Falls.”

I gasp. “Not at all?”

“Nope.”

“But what other cars are there?” When he opens his mouth to speak, I hold up a hand to stop him.

“No, you can’t tell me an electric engine in a car is the same. It’s not. I’ll admit the acceleration of a car with an electric engine is pretty rad but otherwise? No. It’s not a car. The engine doesn’t growl. There’s no rumble of power beneath you when you drive. And what’s the fun in a car you don’t need to manually shift?”

He chuckles. “Enjoy your engines, do you?”

I smile. “I do. I’m a mechanic.” I hold out my hand. “Mercy Keller.”

“Peace Sky.”

“Peace? You’re a police officer and you’re name is Peace?” I slap my hand over my mouth. “Sorry, officer. I didn’t mean to make fun of your name.”

“You’re fine.” He clears his throat. “But I can’t allow you to operate this vehicle within the limits of Winter Falls.”

“But how am I supposed to get to my destination?”

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