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

he must have used when we were getting ready

shoes and a crisp white shirt. I’m not the only

women have turned to look

don’t I feel anything when our

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

on a date, and he’s especially handsome

I twirl away from him and

chest, swaying our hips.

in the restaurant business. He’s kind, fun

he should be

thing lacking

all-consuming passion between us. Sure,

it’s the same every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks?

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

I’m starting to worry that sex really is important to

in my ear, his lips

part my lips. “I was just listening

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

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

he murmurs into my

me.

hear my harsh breaths even with the loud music. A distant part of

but a quick glance at

this. Shifters aren’t so

and kisses me. I lean closer and deepen the kiss. He drags his hands

smiles against my mouth. Heat gathers in my stomach,

needed.

and he spins me around. When he pulls me back toward him, my eyes land on

dark hair falls in waves around her shoulders, and she’s wearing a classy shirt

a flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her

though there’s no light in her eyes, and moves closer.

can tell by her tone that she would rather she didn’t. And I