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

black dress shoes and a crisp white

looks. Several women

anything when our bodies are pressed so close

and tear his clothes off. He did

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

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

chest, swaying our hips.

restaurant business. He’s

account, he should be

lacking is

all-consuming passion between us. Sure, it’s

every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like

the

really is important to me,

are you thinking about?” he says in

lips. “I was just listening to the

drags his hand down my hip. My back is still pressed to his

swaying, slightly off-beat, to

murmurs into

side, and he kisses me. Already this

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

a quick glance at the room shows that we’re not the only

this. Shifters aren’t so embarrassed by public displays of

closer and deepen the kiss. He drags

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

needed.

around. When he pulls

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

a flowing skirt.

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

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