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

good sign.

what they think. They always

if it should bother me, or

ask, glancing up at Adam

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

and collapse on the

have anything to worry about. He

why do I feel so

…

when I arrive, holding another tray of coffees for Ethan and

coffee without comment and unlock the front door. He trails in after me, wearing

he doesn’t need to

look pretty sexy in

for more torture?”

of my office. I place my things down and sink into

before everyone else gets here. We’re booked

be another busy one.

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

his coffee. “Let’s agree to

hear the front door, then Ethan meets us in the back a few minutes later. He

looking sideways

“Thanks,” he says.

I’m going to go take the chairs off the

offer. “Good

the kitchen doors swing shut behind him. At least

back,” Ethan says, looking over his shoulder like

of the realm of possibility, I

look up from the list of orders. “I

know. He seems determined to work. I can get him to help me set up

smirk.

and leaves me alone to focus on the orders.

to close, then who am I to

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

doesn’t really need the

I meet them in the kitchen, ready to give

we get going. There are a few things we need to iron out after last night. It mostly

but it always takes time to get in the groove with new kitchen staff. Especially