Page 97 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

“Let’s eat at the brewery.”

“The diner’s open.”

I scowl at him. “I’m not going to fall off the wagon and drink just because we have lunch at the brewery.”

He studies me for a moment before sighing. “Fine. But I’m not accepting any responsibility for what happens.”

I grab a jacket and we head out.

“Should we ask Fender to join us?” I ask as we pass the house he shares with Leia.

Jett snorts. “I walked in on him and Leia once. I don’t need a repeat.”

I shove his shoulder. “Liar. You stood there and watched.”

He shrugs. “It was hot as hell. Always handy to have some material for my spank bank.”

“Women still rejecting your advances?” I tease as we continue walking to the brewery.

He glares at me. “I can have any woman I want.”

Except there’s only one woman he wants but he refuses to give in to her. Poor Aurora is in for a long wait while Jett grows up and realizes love is worth taking a chance on.

I nearly stumble at my thoughts. A mere two months ago Jett and I thought the same. We even agreed to a pact – neither one of us would fall in love. But now here I am thinking he’s an idiot.

It’s confirmed. Mercy can wield magic.

Cayenne waves as she approaches. “How are you boys doing?”

Jett hitches up his pants. “We’re not boys.”

She giggles. “No, you are not.” She winks at him before addressing me, “How is Mercy holding up?”

“She’s okay. A bit shaken but you know Mercy. Strong as the cars she repairs.”

She pats my shoulder. “We’ll keep a better eye on Mercury from now on. The little sneak must have been pouring his drinks into a plant.”

“Much appreciated,” I say and she continues on her way.

“What happened to Old Man Mercury?” Jett asks.

I fill him in as we reach Main Street and turn toward Naked Falls Brewing. Clove rushes out of her coffee shop, Clove’s Coffee Corner, and waves us down.

“How is Mercury?” she asks when we reach her.

I chuckle. “Like you haven’t heard from Cayenne already.”

“You’re starting to get the hang of small town living.”

I am. Winter Falls is the shit. I never thought I’d want to live somewhere where everyone knows my name but the town residents are quirky and fun.

Several tourists walk into her café. “Give Mercy our love,” she says as she hurries off to help them.

“You’re fitting into town,” Jett says.

It’s not a compliment. It’s an accusation. There’s not enough adventure to be found in Winter Falls for him. If he’d stop running away from his past, he’d realize he doesn’t need to chase adventure.

“It’s a cool town.” I point to Forest who’s walking his chipmunks without any pants on.

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