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?

me disloyal. I’m desperate

like

tension gather in

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

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

and he pulls me close until

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

legs around his

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

and gives me a bemused look.

my

giggle. I look sideways at him. He’s grinning up at the

didn’t realize he was that

“No worries,” I say.

on the cheek and falls

that happen to you

if I

“Oh.”

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

walk over to the bathroom. I close the door

I know

he’s passed out on the bed. He still has his glass

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

into bed next

cool on my hot skin,

it just won’t come, even when my eyes feel

on top of me. The heat of his gaze, and his

hardness against me.

over in bed. I can’t think about

away without a care in the

my mind. Flipping

me, and the sound of his low moans. Just

through me again and I

thong as I lean down to

me, and I shift so I’m