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

care enough to be jealous? I could be reading too much into it, but it

good sign.

what they think. They always know

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

ask, glancing up at

stands up, his wine glass in hand, and leans down to kiss me on the cheek.

collapse on the sofa. Well, I guess that’s the

have anything to worry about.

I feel

…

I arrive, holding another tray of coffees for

without comment and unlock the front door. He trails

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

does look pretty

for more torture?” I

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

get some orders out today before everyone else gets here. We’re booked

and I know it’s going to be another

to remind you that this really isn’t necessary,” I

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

in the back a few minutes

looking sideways at

“Thanks,” he says.

I’m going to go take the chairs off the

I offer.

wait until the kitchen doors swing

shoulder like he thinks Karl

out of the realm

the list of orders. “I guess I should give

I can get

out there.” I smirk. “Sure, sounds

on the orders. A part of me feels bad for

who am I

his time, but he wasn’t interested. “I’m just here to help,” he said. I

doesn’t really need

of my employees trickle in an hour later. I meet them in

before we get going. There are a few things we need to

get in the groove with new kitchen staff. Especially because all