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

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

good sign.

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

be able to tell me if it should bother me, or

I ask, glancing

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

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

to worry about. He

do I feel

…

arrive, holding another tray

front door. He

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

does look pretty

for more torture?” I

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

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

be another busy one. We’re still

feel the need to remind you that this really isn’t

sips his coffee. “Let’s

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

looking sideways

“Thanks,” he says.

I’m going to go take the chairs off the

offer. “Good

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

says, looking over his shoulder

of the realm of possibility,

of orders. “I

I can get him to help me set up the kitchen

I smirk. “Sure, sounds good

me alone to focus on the orders. A

Karl insistson being here open to close, then who am I to stop him? It’s not like I’m paying

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

doesn’t really need the extra

hour later. I meet them in the

a few things we need to iron out after

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