Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 24 – Busy Night
Abby

He doesn’t respond for a moment, and I hold my breath. Is he angry? Hurt? Annoyed? It’s impossible

to read the expression on his face.

“Oh,” he finally says, leaning back in his seat. “Just helping out?”

I nod. “He insisted on helping, so I put him in the back. Tonight, he was doing dishes.” The memory of it

almost makes me smile, but I stop myself at the last minute. The last thing that will help this situation is

me grinning like an idiot.

Adam’s eyebrows go up. “That must have been a sight.”

I finally let the smile slip free. “Oh, it was.”

“Well, that’s good.” He takes a sip of his wine. “You need whatever help you can get. Though I imagine

he must be a pretty difficult employee.” He has no idea.

“So, it doesn’t bother you?”

He shakes his head. “No, I trust you.”

“Oh, good. Well, you have nothing to worry about, anyway.”

He nods and smiles. “I was thinking of stopping by tomorrow night. I have a meeting late, but I was

going to come straight after.”

“Okay.”

I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, some sign of anger or even jealousy, but nothing. I know it

would annoy Karl if it were the reverse. He is my ex-husband, after all, and he’s made it pretty clear he

wants me back. Shouldn’t it bother Adam? Isn’t he even a little worried Karl might steal me away?

Sure, I have no interest in getting back together with Karl, but do I want to be with someone who

reading too much into it, but

good sign.

they think. They always know

be able to tell me if it should bother me, or if I’m just

we’re good?” I ask, glancing up at Adam

glass in hand, and leans down to kiss

him wander into the living room and collapse on the sofa. Well, I guess that’s the

to worry

I feel so

…

at the restaurant already when I arrive, holding another tray of coffees for Ethan and me. I

without comment and unlock the front door. He

At least he’s got the memo that he doesn’t need to show

pretty

for more torture?” I

on the door of my office. I place my things down and sink into the

before everyone else gets here. We’re

know it’s going to be another busy one. We’re still short

this really isn’t

and sips his coffee. “Let’s agree to disagree on

meets us in the back a few minutes later. He takes his

raised brows, looking sideways at

“Thanks,” he says.

take

I offer. “Good

the kitchen doors swing shut behind him. At least he’s

his shoulder

isn’t out of the realm of

look up from the list of orders. “I guess I should give him actual

to work. I can get

out there.” I smirk. “Sure, sounds good to

on the orders. A part of me feels bad

close, then who am I to stop him? It’s not like

wasn’t interested. “I’m just here to help,”

need

of my employees trickle in an hour later. I meet them in the kitchen, ready to give some

we get going. There are a few things

time to get in the groove with new kitchen staff. Especially