Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 12 – Feel Jealous
Abby

A cool breeze drifts in through the kitchen window, and I cross the room to peer outside. I live on the

top floor of my building, and I’ve got a great view of a nearby park. Standing at the window, I can hear

the whoosh of the wind, and shouts down on the street.

I’ve been waiting to hear from Karl, but he hasn’t called yet. I need to know if my restaurant can open

tonight, so I can get started on everything. The more time that passes, the more tense I become. I

spent the past fifteen minutes staring at the phone, but like a watched pot, staring at it just made it less

likely to ever ring.

My door buzzes, shocking me from my stupor. I cross the bright space and down a narrow hall to the

door.

I press the button and lean in close. “Hello?”

“Abby, it’s Karl. Mind if I come up?”

I don’t answer for a moment. I didn’t exactly tell him where I live, but I guess I didn’t have to. With all

those investigators working for him, I’m sure he knows everything about my life here. As much as I

want to refuse, I don’t think it will deter him.

“Sure.”

Of course, he couldn’t just call.

I press the button to let him in and open my front door. There are only five floors, and it doesn’t take

long before I hear his footsteps on the stairs. He rounds the corner and smiles when he sees me

standing in the doorway. He’s holding a man by the collar, and he shoves him ahead.

“What are you doing here?” I turn to eye the man with him. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh him?” Karl shoves the man to his knees in front of me. He looks up at Karl with wide eyes, then

turns to me with a pleading look.

“Go on,” Karl says.

“I’m very sorry Abby.” He looks up at me, and I have a hard time meeting his gaze. “I own The Crystal

Palace. I’m the one who made a complaint against your restaurant.”

“Oh.”

Karl snarls at him.

it right, and it

terrified look. Karl just looks at

to Karl. “I think you can let him

feet. “Sorry again,” he

watches him jog down

really necessary?” I ask, folding my

to me. “He owed

bit too far?” It’s just like him to blow things out

his head. “Can I come in?” he asks, looking past me into the apartment.

me a talk.”

step out of the way. He wanders down the hall to the living room and I

gesturing to the green couch and the brown leather

the

want to talk to me about?” I ask. “I don’t think it’s really a good idea to contact

wife after a divorce.”

“I’m here on behalf of the pack for the

go up. “Is

few years?” The sudden change of subject makes me

whiplash. So much for discussing the

apartment, taking it in for the first time. It’s not very large,

few large windows look out at the street. The living

cabinets a soft yellow to make the room cheerier.

rows on

paintings on the wall and soft Persian carpets on the floor. My kitchen is fully

It’s not much, not compared to our old

and I love

been fine,”

He nods. “Nice place.”

really means it, but I don’t

to me. “And you’ve got

a restaurant.” I force a smile. “It’s doing really

simple. A lot of things haven’t

a new restaurant and being

put all of myself into it to get the results

Karl to know

“Good, that’s good.”

heavy around us. I almost wish he’d get straight

than making polite chit-chat with me. We were never ones for small talk even

and it feels

you curious about how I’m doing?” he asks after a stretch

a little. I’ve avoided any mention of

he’s attending a social event, I stay

live his perfect life

to care about you,” I say, deciding that I should just be honest. “I

on with my life. And come on, you’re the Alpha. You can have

I could move on like you have, but it’s not so easy.

made