Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 28: Abby’s Disappointment
Abby

She just glares at me, then turns and slips back into the crowd. I watch her go until she reaches the

bar, where her friends are waiting for her.

“She doesn’t like me very much.”

“Yeah, I got that.” He wraps his arms around me when a slower song starts up, and we sway together.

“Don’t worry about her,” he says, when he notices I’m not as into dancing anymore. “Her opinion

doesn’t matter.”

“You’re right,” I say, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

I can’t seem to get her words out of her mind, though. Not even dancing can distract me. What did she

mean? I was always loyal to Karl. He’s the one who left me, which everyone seems to forget. Why

would she feel the need to warn Adam about me?

It just doesn’t add up. Clearly, there’s something I don’t know.

Adam opens the front door, and we stumble in. Both of us are laughing as we struggle to get the door

closed behind us.

I place my purse down on one of the glass side tables as Adam crosses the room. He pulls me into his

arms, and we sway to the music. I smile up at him.

Other than my brief confrontation with Tiffany, tonight has been the perfect night. I danced until my feet

hurt. I had way too many amazing drinks, and I even think I saw one of my favorite movie stars in the

bathroom. It’s maybe the greatest date I’ve ever been on. So why can’t I get Tiffany’s words out of my

mind?

hear it over and over, her calling me disloyal. I’m desperate to know what

make it seem like the divorce was

tension gather in my

down and kisses me hard, his hand sliding down my back to cup my asc s. I

about Adam and me, and I plan to live in the

the kiss, and he pulls me close until our chests are tight together. He drags

curl my fingers into his soft hair. A moan escapes him, and I jump

legs around his

wiggle against him, but he isn’t hard yet. I move

look. “I think the alcohol is

my hand fall to my side and give him

off me with a giggle. I look sideways at him. He’s grinning up at

realize he was that

“No worries,” I say.

a sloppy kiss on the cheek and falls

happen to

shrugs. “Sometimes if I drink too

“Oh.”

and wanders back through the room, leaving me

stand up and walk over to the bathroom. I close

I know it’s not his fault, but

on the bed. He still has his glass of water

the bedside table. I turn off the music and

bed next

skin,

try to fall asleep, but it just won’t come, even when my eyes feel heavy. Karl

it, I’m thinking about him on top

hardness against me.

about having sex with him while my fiancé lies

away without a care in

stop the image from forming in my mind. Flipping him over and running my

him beneath me, and the sound of

flow through me again and I press my

I lean down to kiss him. He

and I shift so I’m straddling him. I