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.

be. I could never get you to go out back when

were married.”

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

actually had the time to do something for fun, and that

some sort of

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

things now than I used

to be working?”

“Yeah, usually.” He seems to weigh what he wants to say next. “I wanted to get

Alpha party,”

work than

isn’t everything. I know that now.” Something vulnerable comes across his

open with me, more open than he has in a while.

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

myself at the

“Do you?”

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

on his face. “More

part of me wants to believe him, but I don’t

Olivia after what happened with your employees. I wanted to help

be more surprised

There’s no point in passing up the information, even if

get involved.

I also saw pictures of her restaurant. Her

a direct copy

a moment for the information to sink in. My

but tears

admit, my

out what I need to say. “I have no employees. I can’t open my restaurant with just

someone has to man the front desk and wait tables and

weeks to hire and train

tears fall, and I wipe them away with the back of my hand. “It just–”

I don’t want to lose

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

down. He puts his

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

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

don’t I make you a drink,”

wipe off my cheeks and

in the corner and gets out the shaker. A moment later,