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

look. Karl just looks at me, waiting for my

turn to Karl. “I think you can

and the man jumps to his feet. “Sorry again,” he says, then he scrambles away,

Karl watches him jog down the stairs,

I ask, folding my arms over

turns back to me. “He

taken it a bit too far?” It’s just like him

I come in?” he asks, looking

me a talk.”

way. He wanders down the hall to the living

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

of one of the chairs and I take

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

wife after a divorce.”

unreadable. “I’m here on behalf of the

go up. “Is

you been the past few years?” The sudden change of subject makes me

So much for

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

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

a soft yellow to make

rows on

the wall and soft Persian carpets on the

shelf shows off my best pots and pans. It’s not much, not compared to our

love how cozy

fine,” I say.

He nods. “Nice place.”

he really means it, but I don’t have the nerve to ask. “Yeah, I like

again, turning back to me. “And you’ve

got a restaurant.” I force

of things haven’t gone well, but that’s

restaurant and being successful at it

of myself into it to

Karl to know

“Good, that’s good.”

awkwardness makes the air set heavy around us. I almost

with me. We were never ones for small talk even when

feels

I’m doing?” he asks after a stretch

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

a social event, I stay away from the

him live his perfect life

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

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

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

I made