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

which he must have used when we were getting ready earlier. He’s dressed

shoes and a crisp white

women have turned

why don’t I feel anything when our bodies

and tear his clothes off. He did all this for me, set

date, and he’s

better dancer than me. I twirl away from him and then he pulls

chest, swaying our hips.

in the restaurant business. He’s kind, fun and he genuinely cares

he should

one thing lacking is our sex

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

same every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks?

or have movies and the

starting to worry that sex really is important to

in my ear, his lips dragging

lips. “I was just listening to

drags his hand down my hip. My back

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

murmurs into my

to the side, and he kisses me. Already this is better than normal. The

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

but a quick glance at the room

aren’t so embarrassed by public

me. I lean closer and

smiles against my mouth. Heat gathers in my stomach, moving lower. Maybe

needed.

around. When he pulls me back toward

waves around her shoulders, and she’s wearing a classy shirt

a flowing skirt. My muscles

though there’s no light in her eyes, and moves closer. “Abby, I didn’t expect to

by her tone that she would rather she didn’t. And I wish she didn’t,