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

jealous? I could be reading too

good sign.

Leah what they think. They always know what to do in these kinds

tell me if it should bother me, or if

glancing up at Adam one last

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

him wander into the living room and collapse on the sofa. Well,

anything to worry about. He doesn’t

why do I

…

at the restaurant already when I arrive, holding another tray of coffees for

the front door. He trails in after

got the memo that he doesn’t need to show up in a full suit every day.

does look pretty

more torture?” I

the door of my

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

going to be another

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

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

front door, then Ethan meets us in the back a few minutes later. He takes his coffee from

raised brows, looking sideways at

“Thanks,” he says.

I’m going to go take the chairs

offer.

until the kitchen doors swing shut

Ethan says, looking over his shoulder like he thinks Karl might appear

the realm of possibility,

look up from the list of orders. “I guess

I can get him to help me set up the kitchen when

I smirk. “Sure, sounds

alone to focus on the orders. A part of me feels

Karl insistson being here open to close, then who am I to

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

need

an hour later. I meet them

going. There are a few things we need to iron out

the