Page 49 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

“Who’s Aspen?”

I haven’t met many people who live in town besides the members of the band and their girlfriends. I’m mostly stuck in the house with Mercury when I’m not working. It’s a change of pace from going out to a bar most nights after work with the crew from the garage, but I’m enjoying the quiet life. For now, at least.

Feather glances up from her e-reader. “She owns the bookstore, Fall Into A Good Book.”

I didn’t know there was a bookstore in town. I really have been living a sheltered life since I arrived in Winter Falls.

“You’ll meet her at the next book club,” Sage declares as if me attending book club is a done deal.

“Assuming you’re still in town,” Clove adds.

I chuckle. “No one’s ever accused you ladies of being subtle, have they?”

“They wouldn’t know subtle if it came up and bit them in the ass,” Mercury shouts from his room.

“Why didn’t you stay in the living room if you’re going to listen to our conversation?” Sage yells her question toward the hallway.

“I don’t need no old ladies interfering in my life,” he shouts back.

“But it’s okay for them to interfere in my life?”

Naturally, Mercury doesn’t respond to my question. Suddenly, he can’t hear. Oh, please.

Petal bats her eyelashes. If she’s trying to appear innocent, it’s not working. “Why do you think we’re interfering in your life?”

They’re totally here to interfere with my life. I just don’t know how yet. “One, you said you’re here to help me. Two, you’ve dubbed yourself the gossip gals.”

Sage smiles. “I like her.”

“This is going to be my favorite project,” Petal declares.

“I’m not a project. I’m not going to be the subject of a makeover. What you see is what you get.” I lift up my foot and twirl it around to show off my cowboy boot.

“We wouldn’t dream of doing a makeover on you. You’re quite adorable as you are,” Feather says.

“Adorable enough for a man to fall in love with,” Clove adds.

I hold up my hands. “Whoa. Hold up, buttinsky gang. I’m not planning on falling in love with anyone.”

“What about Gibson? You are dating him, aren’t you?” Sage asks with a flutter of her lashes.

I narrow my eyes at her. Does she know the truth? Judging my the sparkle in her eyes she knows something.

“We are dating, but we’re taking things slow.”

Feather’s nose wrinkles. “You haven’t had sex yet?”

I bark out a laugh. “No, we haven’t had sex, Ms. Meddlesome.”

Pleasuring myself while imagining Gibson naked above me doesn’t count no matter what my mother says.

Cayenne leans forward. “Aren’t you worried about him getting tempted and having sex with a groupie while he’s gone?”

I wasn’t since Indigo assured me the rest of the band would keep him in line. But now I am.

I hate cheaters. Zeke was a cheater but no matter how many times I accused him of stepping out on me, he denied it. Until I caught him red-handed in our bed with two other women. I bet they were mighty disappointed at the end of the night. Especially after I stole their clothes and shredded them.

“I’m confused. Do you want me to fall in love? Or do you want me to break up with Gibson? You’re sending mixed messages.”

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