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.

to be. I could never get you to go out

were married.”

or try a new

had the time to do something for

of some sort

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

now than I used

still prefer to

what he wants to say

for the Alpha

work than

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

more open than he has in

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

to admit it to myself at the time. He

“Do you?”

just as important to

his face. “More

believe him, but I don’t know how after

happened with your employees. I wanted to

I’d be more surprised if he didn’t butt

you find?” I ask, resigned. There’s no point in passing up the information, even if I’d

get involved.

I also saw pictures of

direct copy

for the information to sink in. My throat burns, and

I tell myself, but tears

to do,” I admit, my voice a little shaky. He doesn’t respond,

say. “I have no employees. I can’t open my restaurant with just

do all the cooking, someone has to man the front desk

take weeks to

wipe them away with the back of my hand. “It just–” I take a deep breath. “It

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

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

Karl sits down. He puts his

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

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

I make you a drink,” he says, standing.

off my cheeks and nod. “Yeah, I’d

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