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.

than you used to be. I could never get you to go out

were married.”

go out dancing, or try a new restaurant, but he was usually too busy. It was

when he actually had the time to do something

of some sort of

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

things now than I

prefer to be working?” I

he wants to say next. “I wanted

Alpha party,”

more work

I know that now.” Something vulnerable comes across his

open with me, more open than he has in a while. I’ve gone over the

a part of me could tell he was pulling away,

it to myself at the time.

“Do you?”

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

on his face.

believe him, but I don’t know how after

into Olivia after what happened with your employees.

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

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

get involved.

social media. I also saw pictures of

a direct copy

the information to sink in. My throat burns, and I look

myself, but tears

I admit, my

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

I do all the cooking, someone has to man the front desk and wait

to hire and

of my hand.

I don’t want to lose my restaurant

in my hands and cry harder. It feels good to let it out. The couch

Karl sits down. He puts his

in a low voice. “You’ll figure it out, and I’m

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

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

cheeks and

the bar cart in the corner and gets out the shaker. A moment