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 to know

somehow make it seem like the divorce

gather

sliding down my back to cup my asc

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

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

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

around his

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

pulls away and gives me a bemused look. “I think the alcohol is getting

I let my hand fall to my side and give

rolls off me with a giggle. I look sideways at

realize he was

“No worries,” I say.

gives me a sloppy kiss on the cheek and

that happen to you

“Sometimes if I drink too

“Oh.”

out of bed and wanders back through the room,

I stand up and walk over to the bathroom. I close the door behind me

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

room, he’s passed out on the bed. He still

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

bed next

skin,

but it just won’t come, even

on top of me. The heat

hardness against me.

and turn over in bed. I can’t think about having sex with him while

away without a care in

from forming in my mind.

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

made makes heat flow through me

the edge of my thong as I lean down to kiss him. He smiles against

me, and I shift so