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 were

black suit, with shiny black dress shoes and a crisp white shirt. I’m not the only

he looks. Several women

anything when our

him home and tear his clothes off. He did

to go on a date, and

I twirl away from him and then

chest, swaying our hips.

the restaurant business. He’s kind,

of that into account, he should be the perfect man for

lacking

just no intense, all-consuming passion between us. Sure, it’s fine.

but it’s the same every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like that even necessary

movies and the media just fed

really is important to me, and I

in

lips. “I was just listening

shoulder and drags his hand down my hip. My back is

swaying, slightly

he murmurs into

my head to the side, and he kisses me. Already this is better

breaths even with the loud music. A distant part of me wonders if

but a quick glance at the room shows

like this. Shifters aren’t so embarrassed

around and kisses me. I lean closer

my mouth. Heat gathers in my stomach, moving

needed.

me around. When he pulls me back toward

falls in waves around her shoulders, and she’s

a strapless top and a flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes lift to

eyes, and moves closer. “Abby, I

she would rather she didn’t. And