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.

seem like the divorce was all my fault?

tension gather

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

Tonight’s about Adam and me, and I plan

me close until our chests are tight together. He drags his other

neck while I curl my fingers into his soft hair. A moan escapes

legs around

yet. I move my hand between

a bemused look. “I

my hand fall to my side

off me with a giggle. I look sideways at him.

realize he

“No worries,” I say.

me a sloppy kiss on the cheek and falls

to

shrugs. “Sometimes if I drink

“Oh.”

and wanders back through the room, leaving me alone on the bed. I

and walk over to the bathroom. I close

know it’s not his fault, but it

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

bedside table. I turn off

bed

my hot skin, and I snuggle down next to

come, even when my

him on top

hardness against me.

over in bed. I can’t think about having sex with him while my fiancé lies right

snoring away without a

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

feel of him beneath me, and the sound of his low moans. Just the thought

heat flow through me

thong as I lean down to kiss him.

my gut as I feel him harden against me, and I shift so I’m straddling him. I roll