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 meant.

me? Did he somehow make it seem like the divorce was all

tension gather in my

and kisses me hard, his hand sliding down

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

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

soft hair. A moan escapes him, and I

legs around

isn’t hard yet. I move my hand

look. “I think the alcohol is getting to

my hand fall to my side and give him a disappointed

with a giggle. I look sideways at him. He’s grinning up at the ceiling. We’re both drunk.

realize he was that

“No worries,” I say.

sloppy kiss on the cheek and falls back

to you often?” I

shrugs. “Sometimes if I drink

“Oh.”

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

I stand up and walk over to the

my time, disappointment sitting heavy. I know it’s not

out on the bed. He

him, placing it carefully on the bedside

bed next to

my hot skin, and I snuggle down

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

thinking about him on top of me. The heat of his gaze, and his

hardness against me.

about having

away without a care in the

my mind. Flipping

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

through me

my thong as I lean down to kiss him. He smiles against my mouth.

I feel him harden against me, and I shift