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.

to make it right, and it won’t

just looks at

appreciate the apology.” I turn to Karl. “I think

the man jumps to his feet. “Sorry again,”

watches him jog down the stairs, a smug look on

that really necessary?” I ask, folding my arms over my

back to me. “He

bit too far?” It’s

just shakes his head. “Can I come in?” he

me a talk.”

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

green couch and

of the chairs

about?” I ask. “I

wife after a divorce.”

at me, his expression unreadable. “I’m here on behalf

eyebrows go up.

nods. “How have you been the past few years?” The sudden change of subject makes me feel

much for discussing the Alpha

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

look out at the

painted the cabinets a soft yellow

rows on the marble

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

my best pots and pans. It’s not much, not

love how cozy it

fine,” I say.

He nods. “Nice place.”

I don’t have the nerve to ask.

back to

I’ve got a restaurant.” I force a smile. “It’s

never that simple. A lot of things haven’t gone well, but that’s just the nature

new restaurant and being successful at it is incredibly hard,

to put all of myself into it to get the

to

“Good, that’s good.”

the air set heavy around us. I almost wish he’d

We were never ones for

and it feels especially forced

about how I’m doing?” he

cringe a little. I’ve avoided any mention of

watch. If he’s attending a social event, I stay away from the media. I’ve

his

make sense for me to care about you,” I say, deciding that I should just be

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

like you have, but it’s not so easy. Especially when I regret

made