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.

right, and it won’t ever

terrified look. Karl just looks at me, waiting for

to Karl. “I think you can let

jumps to his feet. “Sorry

jog down the stairs, a smug

ask,

turns back to me. “He owed you

might have taken it a bit too

shakes his head. “Can I come in?” he asks, looking

me a talk.”

wanders down the hall to the living

free to sit,” I say, gesturing to the green couch and the brown leather armchairs. He perches

edge of one of the chairs and

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

wife after a divorce.”

me, his expression unreadable. “I’m here on behalf of the pack for the

go up. “Is that

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

got whiplash. So much for discussing the

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

out

I painted the cabinets a soft

on

carpets on the floor. My kitchen

pots and pans. It’s not much, not compared to our

love how cozy it

been fine,” I

He nods. “Nice place.”

really means it, but I don’t have the nerve to ask.

again, turning back to me.

got a restaurant.” I force

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

business. Opening a new restaurant and being successful at it is

can’t make it work. I’ve had to put all of myself

Karl to know all

“Good, that’s good.”

awkwardness makes the air set heavy around us. I

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

feels

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

I’ve avoided any mention of him since

event, I stay away from the media. I’ve

live his perfect life without

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

on, you’re the Alpha. You can have anything

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

made