Page 121 of How to Catch a Rockstar

I sigh. There is nothing sexier than a rockstar covered in tattoos cradling a tiny baby girl to his chest. I’ll give him a dozen children, if he lets me. Only to witness the soft look on his face as he trails his finger down Star’s nose.

My stomach growls. “Fine. But this surprise better include food. I’m starving.”

“Don’t you worry. I’ve got you covered.”

The baggage is loaded in an SUV and we’re off. We drive an hour before we cross a bridge onto a small island.

“Smuggler’s Hideaway,” I read as we drive onto the island. “I’ve never heard of this place before.”

“The island is known for hiding smugglers during prohibition. And now it’s a vacation destination.”

My stomach rumbles again. “As long as these smugglers have a restaurant, I’m happy.”

We arrive in a small town. It’s nearly as cute as Winter Falls with all the Mom and Pop stores lining the street. Except most of these stores are touristy. I spot a restaurant and point to it.

“There! Smuggler’s Cove. They’re really leaning into the smuggling angle.”

Jett parks on the street in front of the restaurant, and I jump out. Shouting on the sidewalk stops me before I have a chance to get Star out of the backseat.

“What is your problem?” A woman screeches. “Why won’t you leave me alone?”

A man steps closer to her. But she doesn’t back up. She holds her ground.

“I don’t have a problem. I want you.”

She throws her arms in the air. “Tell it to someone who will believe it.” She whirls around and marches away. The man can’t drag his eyes away from her.

Jett comes to stand next to me. I smile up at him. “I changed my mind. This is going to be fun.”

He wraps his arm around my shoulders. “Of course, it is. I’m here.”

“You’re annoying.”

“You love me.”

“I’m obviously crazy.”

“Crazy about me.”

I’m not arguing with him. I push up on my toes to reach his lips. The second his lips touch mine, I forget all about the couple arguing in the middle of the street and a baby who doesn’t want to sleep and work that never ends.

All I can think about is Jett and how good it feels to be in his arms, surrounded by his scent and his warmth. I never want to leave.

It took me a while, but I finally caught my rockstar.

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