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.

used to be. I could never get you

were married.”

out dancing, or try a new restaurant, but he was usually

special occasion when he actually had the time to

of some sort of

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

things now than I used

to

he wants to say next. “I

Alpha

more work than

I know that now.”

in a while. I’ve gone over

head, and a part of me could tell he was pulling away, even

at the time. He

“Do you?”

He looks down at his lap. “You’re just as important to me.” He meets

on his face. “More

of me wants to believe him, but

happened with your employees. I

he did. I’d be more

ask, resigned. There’s no point in

get involved.

media. I also saw pictures of her restaurant. Her decor is

direct

in. My throat burns, and I look

I tell myself, but tears well up

what I’m going to do,” I admit, my voice a little shaky. He

“I have no

someone has to man

weeks to hire and

tears fall, and I wipe them away with the back of my

to me. I don’t want to lose my restaurant after everything I put into

feels good to

Karl sits down. He puts his hand

“You’ll figure it out, and I’m more than

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

drink,” he says, standing. “How does that

cheeks and

cart in the corner