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.

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

were married.”

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

occasion when he actually had the time to do something for

of some

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

things now than I used

you’d still prefer to be

seems to weigh what he wants to say next. “I wanted to get

Alpha

more work

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

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

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

to admit it to myself at

“Do you?”

his lap. “You’re just as important

his face. “More

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

Olivia after what happened with your employees. I wanted

surprised that he did. I’d be more surprised

no point in passing

get involved.

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

direct copy

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

I tell myself, but tears

I admit, my voice a little shaky. He doesn’t

I need to say. “I have no employees. I can’t open

the cooking, someone has to man the front desk and wait

It’ll take weeks to hire and train

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

lose my restaurant after everything I put into

my hands and cry harder. It feels good to let

Karl sits down. He puts

low voice. “You’ll figure it out, and

if you’ll let me.”

I nod, sniffling.

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

off my cheeks and nod. “Yeah, I’d

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