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.

going to make it right,

Karl just looks at me, waiting for

to Karl. “I think you can let

man jumps to his feet. “Sorry again,” he says, then he

him jog down the stairs,

really necessary?” I ask, folding

back to me.

don’t think you might have taken it a bit too far?” It’s just

I come in?” he asks, looking past me

me a talk.”

the way. He wanders down the hall to the living room and I trail

to the green

one of the

ask. “I don’t think it’s really a good idea to

wife after a divorce.”

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

eyebrows go up. “Is that

past few years?” The sudden change

So much for

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

and a few large windows look out at the street. The living room opens directly into

and last winter I painted the cabinets a soft yellow to

on the marble

Persian carpets on the floor. My kitchen is fully stocked,

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

love how cozy

been fine,” I say.

He nods. “Nice place.”

it, but I don’t have the nerve

turning back to me.

force

that simple. A lot of things haven’t gone well, but that’s

Opening a new restaurant and being successful at it is incredibly

all of myself into it

Karl to know

“Good, that’s good.”

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

were never ones for small talk even when

and it feels especially

how I’m doing?” he asks after a

avoided any mention of him since the divorce. If he’s on

stay away from the media.

him live his perfect life

about you,” I say, deciding that I

my life. And come on, you’re the Alpha.

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

made three years