Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 18 – Bartending for you
Abby

Karl hands me a glass of water, and I take a few small sips.

I’m still a little drunk, but I feel better now that I’m away from the bar. Thank G od Karl was able to

teleport us out of there, even if it made me throw up the minute we appeared on his front lawn. Another

blessing, in retrospect, considering I feel a lot less dizzy than I did before.

“Why were you there by yourself?” Karl asks, sinking into the chair across from me.

He sounds a little mad, but I know his anger isn’t directed at me. Not completely, at least. I’m surprised

he didn’t tear that guy’s head off. If he had, I don’t think I would have felt the need to stop him. Just the

memory of those possessive hands on me makes me shudder.

I’m draped across Karl’s leather couch, my clutch abandoned on the floor beside me, and my heels

toppled over nearby. There are a few bruises on my wrist from where that guy grabbed me, and Karl’s

eyes keep lingering there, his gaze darkening.

“Leah was with me,” I say.

“I didn’t see her.”

I shrug and place my glass on the ground. “She went off with some guy.”

“Good friend.”

“I told her it was okay,” I admit. She offered to stay with me, but I didn’t want to hold her back from

having fun. It was s tupid, but I thought I’d be alright by myself.

He shakes his head, his jaw clenched. “I’ve never seen you that drunk.”

“I don’t usually get that drunk.” And I’m not too interested in getting that drunk again. Feeling dizzy and

slightly nauseous is never fun. Neither is throwing up on your ex-husbands perfectly manicured lawn

while he holds your hair.

I decide to change the subject before he decides to scold me. “Why were you hanging around there?”

“For fun, I guess.” He doesn’t sound convinced. I wonder if someone else dragged him there. His

cousin maybe.

of a workaholic than you used to be. I

were married.”

new restaurant, but he was usually

had the time to do something for

some

a precarious position back then,” he says. “But things have

now than I

still prefer to be working?”

weigh what he wants

for the Alpha party,”

more work

everything. I know that now.” Something vulnerable comes across his

has in a while. I’ve gone over the last

a part of me could tell he was

admit it to myself at the

“Do you?”

lap. “You’re just as

on his face. “More

to believe him, but I don’t

after what happened with your employees.

really surprised that he did. I’d be more surprised if he didn’t butt into my

ask, resigned. There’s no point in passing up the information, even if I’d rather he

get involved.

social media. I also saw pictures of her restaurant.

direct

a moment for the information to sink in. My

I tell myself, but tears well up into my eyes,

what I’m going to do,” I admit, my

I need to say. “I have no employees. I

if I do all the cooking, someone has to man

It’ll take weeks to hire and train

of

don’t want to lose my restaurant after

It feels good to let it out. The couch cush ions beside me

Karl sits down. He puts

he says in a low voice. “You’ll figure it

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

make you a drink,”

my cheeks and

the corner and gets out the shaker.