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?

her calling me disloyal. I’m desperate to know what she meant. What

make it seem like the divorce was all my fault? The unfairness of

gather

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

Karl from my mind. Tonight’s about Adam and me, and

deepen the kiss, and he pulls me close until our chests are tight

curl my fingers into his soft hair.

legs around his

hard yet. I move my hand between us and

me a bemused look. “I think

to my side and give him a disappointed

with a giggle. I look sideways at

realize he was that

“No worries,” I say.

a sloppy kiss on the

happen to you often?”

if I drink too

“Oh.”

through the room, leaving me alone on the bed. I watch

stand up and walk over to

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

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

bedside table. I turn off

into bed next to

cool on my hot skin, and I snuggle

come, even when my

I’m thinking about him on top of me. The

hardness against me.

about having sex with

without a care in

I can’t stop the image from forming in my mind. Flipping him over and

and the sound of his low

made makes heat flow through me

I lean down to kiss him. He smiles against my

against me, and I