Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 27: Dancing the Night Away
The kitchen doors swing open, and I pull my hand away from Karl’s. It’s Ethan.

I don’t know why I feel like I’ve been caught doing something I shouldn’t. Ethan doesn’t seem to notice

as he crosses the room and picks up the cup.

“Thanks,” he says, his voice sounding groggy. “I really needed this.”

He heads for the office, and I look back at Karl, deciding that it’s best if we just pretend that what just

happened between us never happened at all. “You’ll be doing the same as yesterday. Besides, there is

no need for such closeness between employee and boss,” I say coldly, restraining my desire to be

close to him.

He nods and walks away, his shoulders slightly tense. I watch him go for a moment before I force

myself to turn away. It’s a good thing that Ethan walked in, I think.

I have to get the passion back with Adam as soon as possible, just like Leah said.

The next day, Adam picks me up at my apartment, and we take a taxi to a local hotel. “Would you like

to dance, or would you like a drink first?” Adam asks, leaning down to talk in my ear.

I grin. “Dance. Then drinks. Then more dancing.”

He returns my smile and leads me out onto the dance floor. He spins me around and I can’t help my

giddy laugh. I’ve always loved to dance. Even though I’m not particularly good at it, I find it so freeing.

It’s one of those things I’ve always done just for the pure enjoyment of it.

Adam pulls me close, and we sway together. He smells good, like sandalwood and a bit like my

used when we

suit, with shiny black dress shoes and a crisp white shirt. I’m

how great he looks. Several women

anything when

drag him home and tear his clothes off. He did all this for

I told him I wanted to go on a date, and he’s especially handsome

I twirl away from him and then he pulls me back against

chest, swaying our hips.

loves food. He works in the restaurant business. He’s kind, fun

that into account, he should be

lacking

between us. Sure, it’s fine. He certainly

every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like that even necessary for

relationship, or have movies and the media just fed me lies

important to me, and I don’t know how to fix

you thinking about?” he says in

lips. “I

hand down my hip. My

we’re swaying, slightly off-beat, to the

he murmurs

he kisses me. Already this is better

and I can hear my harsh breaths even with the loud music. A distant

me, but a quick glance at the room shows that we’re

so embarrassed by public displays of

kisses me. I lean closer and deepen the kiss.

Heat gathers in my stomach, moving lower. Maybe this is

needed.

slightly and he spins me around. When he pulls me

dark hair falls in waves around her shoulders, and she’s

and a flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes

light in her eyes, and

that she would rather she didn’t. And I wish