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?

over, her calling me disloyal. I’m desperate to know what she

make it seem like the divorce was all my

gather

leans down and kisses me hard, his hand sliding down my back to cup my

Adam and me, and I plan

he pulls me close until our chests are

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

legs around

against him, but he isn’t hard yet. I move my hand between us and run

look. “I think the alcohol is getting

my hand fall to my side and give

at him. He’s

he was

“No worries,” I say.

sloppy kiss on the cheek

that happen to you often?” I

“Sometimes if

“Oh.”

out of bed and wanders back through the room, leaving me alone on the bed. I watch him

of water before I stand up and walk over to the bathroom.

time, disappointment sitting heavy. I know it’s not his fault, but it

passed out on the bed. He still has his glass of water in his hand, and

from him, placing it carefully on the bedside

bed next to

my hot skin, and I snuggle down next to

fall asleep, but it just won’t come, even when my eyes

it, I’m thinking about him on top of me. The heat of his gaze, and

hardness against me.

about having sex with him while my fiancé lies right next

away without a care

in my mind. Flipping him over and

and the sound of

me

thong as I lean down to kiss him. He

as I feel him harden against me, and I shift