Page 38 of The Librarian and the Rock Star

Jack: I don’t think you’ll find one. I don’t recall being convicted of anything interesting.

It suddenly struck me that I haven’t researched Jack himself nearly as much as I usually would when interested in a guy. Searching “Jack Vegas” only led to band sites, and a slew of photos with eager fans.

Me: Hey, what’s your real last name?

Those three dots appeared on my screen for several minutes.

Jack: Why?

Me: I just wondered, you know. I don’t know you very well, and I’d be interested to discover who you were pre-VMD.

Jack: I will always tell you anything and everything you ask. Just be careful that you really do want the answers.

I instantly believed him. He seemed such an open book. But I thought that I should be kind to the boy and start with something easy.

Me: Okay then. What sort of jobs did you have before ‘rock star’?

Jack: Haha. I was a bartender, a barista, and I modeled in four or five fashion shows for my friend’s clothing line. Okay, that wasn’t a job exactly, but I got to keep the clothes.

Me: When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Jack: Rock singer.

Me: When you were ten?

Jack: Rock singer and guitarist.

Me: You certainly have a one-track mind.

Jack: Some might say that I’m driven and focused. Those are attractive qualities, I’m told.

I couldn’t help but think that he’s so focused on the music that he completely ignores the business and promotion end of things, which is why things have been rocky. But now was not the time. For now, my focus should be on getting to know him better and determine if I am looking at a fling or a potential real romantic situation here.

Me: What are you into besides music?

Jack: Reading, poetry, literature, breathtakingly beautiful ladies named Keira, and coffee.

Me: You smooth talker.

Jack: Just honest.

Me: Are you like this with all the girls?

The three dots hovered again for a few minutes.

Jack: I’m flirty with my fans, in a careful friendly, funny way. But I haven’t been interested in a girl in a serious way for a while, until I found that hottie with a camera in an alley.

Me: You can’t truly be serious already. You still haven’t checked my criminal record.

Jack: Yes I did. All I had to do is look into your eyes, and I feel that I know everything I need to. How you make me feel. It’s terrifyingly magical.

I didn’t know what to say to that, and this time I was the one with the hovering dots. But he replied again before I could think of something.

Jack: Please don’t freak out. I know this is too much too soon, and I know that it’s a little crazy. I am terrified of putting you off because I’m too open and forward. But I think that you’re incredible, and I want to be with you, in whatever way you’ll have me.

Jack: Please don’t feel that you need to respond right away if you are too busy to text. I’m trying not to be clingy, I’m just excited to talk to you.

Me: I have strong feelings about you too. It just means that we’ll have to navigate some strange waters until we find a shore.

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