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.

new restaurant manager on the spot, a promotion he took with

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

everything. Especially after

have total faith he’ll step up to the task. He’s already proven a delight to

the most hardworking employees I’ve

sometimes, but it hasn’t slowed him down

seems to work around the pain. And now that he’ll be spending more

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

is.

new people,”

nod. When we got here, we started by taking stock of the food and all future orders. By the

out into a nervous sweat. If I

hire staff on an expedited basis,” I say, turning to my

it online. “Even if some people don’t last, at least we’ll have workers

be good enough to

“I agree.”

the front desk taking reservations and greeting customers. I’ll work

we can get a few good waiters

“Exactly.”

knock at the front door, and Ethan gives me a

get it,” I say when I

his chair. I cross the restaurant

suit looks

two coffees on it.

says,

name. He’s always been good at that, making note

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

He knows how to make the people who work for him, and the

and he slips past me into the restaurant. I lock the

say, turning to face him. I don’t bother to hide the fact that I’m

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

can reply, and he picks it up, giving

and I give him his privacy. I can still hear his end of the

pretend like I’m

take on another job right now,”

don’t have the time. I’ll call you back

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

My eyebrows shoot up.

He hangs up, turning to

I already know the answer. Her smug smile during

memory of it makes me angrier

“Sounds like there’s something else you need

his head.

a waiter or even a bartender. You

exactly fun work, and it’s not like you

have the time.” “I think you need to get your priorities straight,” I grumble, walking past him

Three in the span of a few hours probably isn’t a good idea, but I

I need the