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?

disloyal. I’m

make it seem like the divorce was all my fault?

tension gather

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

Karl from my mind. Tonight’s about Adam and me, and I plan to live in

he pulls me close until our chests are tight together.

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

around

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

bemused look. “I think the alcohol is

hand fall to my side and give

me with a giggle. I look sideways at

realize he

“No worries,” I say.

gives me a sloppy kiss on the cheek and

to

“Sometimes if I drink too

“Oh.”

rolls out of bed and wanders back through the room, leaving me

up and walk over to the

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

passed out on the bed. He still has his

from him, placing it carefully on the bedside table. I turn off the music and the

bed next

on my hot skin,

it just won’t come, even when my eyes feel heavy. Karl slips

before I know it, I’m thinking about him on top of me. The heat

hardness against me.

can’t think about having sex with him while my fiancé lies

a care

forming in my mind.

chest. The feel of him beneath me, and the

through me

edge of my thong as I lean down to kiss him.

I feel him harden against me, and I shift so I’m straddling him. I