Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 3 – Unexpected Encounter
Abby

“I know there’s a lot to choose from,” Leah says innocently. “So, just pick the ones you want to sleep

with the most.”

I give her a look, but she just plasters on that innocent smile and waits for me to look at my phone.

Beside me, Chloe leans in slightly, trying to get a look at the screen.

“Fine, this guy,” I say, showing them the one I picked. “There, I have a date,”

“Why not meet someone else too, while you’re at it?” Leah says. “Just to save time.”

I’m a bit resistant to the idea, but I eventually give in to Leah’s pestering. I message another guy to

meet me later in the evening.

“You guys need to help me find something to wear,” I say when everything’s been planned.

They both agree, and we pay our bill. We walk around the shops until we find one that might have the

kind of thing I’m looking for. Chloe and Leah help me pick out a few dresses, and I go in the back to try

them on.

I decide on a form-fitting black dress. It hugs my curves and cuts down in the front to show a bit of

cleavage. It’s flattering on my fuller figure, and I can’t help but admire myself a bit in the mirror. It’s the

kind of dress Karl never would have wanted me to wear.

Leah grins when I walk out to show them. I do a little twirl, and Chloe claps. “Now that’s a dress!” she

exclaims.

“You look like a goddess,” Leah adds.

I can feel my face warm. “Come on, stop,” I say with a laugh.

“Very se xy,” Chloe continues, making me blush even harder. I wave them off and go into the back to

regular clothes. I buy the dress and a pair of

with the promise that I’ll fill them in the minute the

meet the first guy, Luke, a few hours later. It’s already crowded when I

spot him at the bar. He’s handsome.

me up with are total duds, but maybe

look gorgeous,” he says, leaning down to kiss me on

“You look

he leans in to talk to me. He starts telling

glancing not so discreetly at

help but feel a little bored. I always had so much fun when I went

was constantly making jokes. I never knew what to expect with

was always exciting.

out with recently–more interested in how

say. Partway through the conversation, I have to cut him off. “Excuse me,”

his recent account at work. “I just need to run to

wink. I have to resist the urge to cringe as I

bathroom mirror, then slip into one of the open stalls. A minute later, the

way into my stall. He slips his hand

back, grabbing my butt.

knee him hard. He goes down with a

like that, crumbled over in the stall with a

on his face.

number of handsome guys in the last three years, and I haven’t gone

desperate to get into bed with me rather than

try not to, I always find myself comparing

the bar. For a moment, I have the intense feeling that I’m being watched. I look

I catch sight of him retreating out the front door. The feeling

No one stands out to me. Not anyone I

point, anyway.

next guy arrives, and he walks over

voice deep and gritty in a way that makes me perk up a little.

forget the presence I

brown hair and deep blue

guy, but still a few inches taller than me. I wait while he buys us

in

asks, inching closer. I can feel the heavy weight of

but I don’t

say, “but it’s actually cooking.” I wait for his response, biting my