Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 20 – Accepting Help
Abby

“Stop joking around,” I say, placing my empty glass on the ground. “This is serious.”

“I’m not joking.”

We stare across the room at each other. I kind of want to laugh, but something tells me he wouldn’t

appreciate that. Still, there’s no way he’s going to come into my restaurant and work in the back. He

might think he wants to help, but I’m not sure he knows what that job actually entails. Plus, it’s not like

he has tons of free time on his hands. He’s an Alpha. Even if the pack is in a better position, there’s still

a million things he has to do on a daily basis.

“Okay, whatever you say,” I answer, opting for levity.

He frowns, a determined look on his face. “Why won’t you let me help you?”

“I just don’t think you understand what you’re saying.”

He rolls his eyes. “I understand perfectly fine, thank you.”

I can tell I’ve offended him a little, but I don’t feel all that bad about it. I need real help. Actual

employees. Not my ex-husband stacking dishes in the back. I doubt he’s cleaned a dish in his life.

“I just don’t think you have the time.”

“I know what I have time for and what I don’t,” he answers. “And I’m no stranger to hard work.”

“Well, Ethan and I are going over everything at the restaurant tomorrow. So, if you still want to help,

you can show up sometime in the morning.” I don’t expect him to show up at all. “Fine,” he says,

leaning back in his chair with a self-satisfied smile. “Then I’ll see you there.”

Ethan watches me finish my second coffee of the morning, a look of concern on his face. After last

night’s debacle, I’m both hungover and exhausted. By the time I went to bed, I had maybe four hours of

uninterrupted sleep before I had to wake up and drag myself over here.

If this headache isn’t a sign that I shouldn’t drink that much ever again, then I don’t know what is.

“We need to get up and running before those negative reviews have time to fester,” I say.

The most important thing is that I get ahead of the competition. I can’t disappear completely, and just

recede into the background. If I’m going to maintain my position as a must-go spot, then I need to

reopen immediately.

manager on the spot, a promotion

and fear. While he doesn’t have a ton of experience yet, he’s loyal, and I

everything. Especially after what happened with

up to the task. He’s already proven a

employees I’ve had. I know his injury makes

him sometimes, but it hasn’t

complains, and he seems to work around the pain. And now that

front desk, hopefully his shifts will be easier for him. If I can even

is.

new

here, we started by taking stock of the

into a nervous sweat. If I don’t

to hire staff on an expedited basis,” I

“Even if some people don’t last, at

to be good enough to get

“I agree.”

at the front desk taking reservations and greeting

a few good waiters

“Exactly.”

a loud knock at the front door, and Ethan gives me a

I say when I see him start

cross

suit looks freshly pressed, and he’s

two coffees on it.

you and Ethan,” he says, handing it off

Ethan’s name. He’s always been

makes him a good Alpha. He remembers people even if he’s

people who work for him, and the members

he slips past me into the restaurant. I lock the door behind

turning to face him. I

his sunglasses into his pocket, looking around at the desolate room. “I said

picks it up, giving me an apologetic

and I give him his privacy. I

like

take on another job right now,” he says. There’s a muffled

but I still don’t have the time. I’ll call

muffled response. “Last I checked, I’m your boss. If I want

My eyebrows shoot up.

He hangs up, turning to face

I ask, even though I already know the

did flashes across my mind. The memory of it makes me angrier than it

something else you need to be

head. “There’s nothing

waiter or even a bartender. You seriously want

fun

“I think you need to get your priorities straight,” I grumble, walking

a few hours probably isn’t a good idea, but

I need