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.

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

were married.”

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

he actually had the time to

of some sort of

in a precarious position back then,” he

now than I used

prefer to be working?”

weigh what he wants to

for the Alpha

more work

that now.” Something vulnerable comes across his

in a while. I’ve

a part of me could tell

myself at the

“Do you?”

as important to me.”

on his face. “More

to believe him, but I don’t know how after

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

really surprised that he did. I’d be more surprised

you find?” I ask, resigned. There’s no point in

get involved.

also saw pictures of her restaurant. Her decor

a direct copy

in. My throat burns,

but tears well up into my eyes,

I’m going to do,” I admit, my voice a

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

all the cooking, someone has to man the

weeks to

back of my hand. “It just–” I

don’t want to lose my restaurant after everything

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

Karl sits down. He puts his hand on

low voice. “You’ll figure it out, and I’m more than happy

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

drink,” he says, standing. “How

wipe off my cheeks and nod.

room to the bar cart in the corner and gets