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

buy the dress and

and Leah with the promise that I’ll fill

later. It’s already crowded when I arrive, and

spot him at the bar. He’s handsome.

up with are total

look gorgeous,” he says, leaning down to kiss

smile. “You look pretty good

away from the crowd, and he leans in to talk

while glancing not so discreetly

bored. I always had so

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

was always exciting.

been out with recently–more interested in how impressive he is than in

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

recent account at work.

I have to resist the urge to cringe as I cross the

adjust my hair in the bathroom mirror, then slip into one of the open stalls. A

my stall. He

back, grabbing my butt.

instincts kick in and I knee him hard. He goes down with a groan. Too bad

Warrior Training. I leave him like that, crumbled over in the stall with a pained

on his face.

in the last three years, and

same, desperate to get into bed with

I try not to, I always find myself

to the bar. For a moment, I have the intense feeling

catch sight of him retreating out the front

again. No one stands out

point, anyway.

and he walks over

and gritty in a way

forget the

He has curly brown hair and deep

than me. I wait while

table in the corner to

I can

I don’t turn

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