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 won’t ever happen

gives Karl a terrified look. Karl just looks at me, waiting

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

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

curled in. Karl watches him jog down the stairs, a smug look on

really necessary?” I ask, folding my arms

back to me.

bit too far?”

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

me a talk.”

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

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

the chairs and I take

me about?” I ask. “I don’t think it’s

wife after a divorce.”

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

go up. “Is

the past few years?” The sudden change

whiplash. So much for discussing the Alpha

first time. It’s not very large, but it’s a

and a few large windows look out at the

the cabinets a soft

rows on

paintings on the wall and soft Persian carpets on the floor. My

best pots and pans. It’s not much,

love how

been fine,” I say.

He nods. “Nice place.”

can’t tell if he really means it, but I don’t have the

back to me. “And you’ve

I force

it’s never that simple. A lot of things haven’t gone well,

new restaurant and being successful at it is incredibly hard,

all of myself into it to get

to know all

“Good, that’s good.”

us. I almost

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

it feels

curious about how I’m doing?” he asks

help but cringe a little. I’ve avoided any mention of him since the divorce. If he’s on

he’s attending a social event, I stay away from the

live his

about you,” I say, deciding that

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

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

I made