Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 29: The Secretary
Abby

I get off at my stop and walk over to the restaurant. Just my luck. Karl is already standing outside with

my daily coffee in hand.

I take it from him, unable to meet his gaze. Partly from anger, partly from embarrassment. If he only

knew what I dreamed of last night. Knowing him, he’d probably love it. Then he’d suggest we make it

reality. And honestly, after my failed attempt with Adam last night, I’m not sure if I would refuse.

“I hate him,” I think to myself, indiscernibly shaking my head slightly and avoiding his gaze. “Don’t even

think about it. It was just a w et dre am, and nothing else. Those dreams can happen with anybody.”

Almost as though he’s reading my mind, Karl gives me a curious look, and I feel warmth rush to my

cheeks. His hair is the same as it was then, and the wind blows long strands of it down across his

forehead. I can almost see my fingers gripping on to it. The corner of his mouth twitches, but he doesn’t

smile.

“You, okay?” he asks. I force myself to look away.

“Fine,” I snap, letting the door fall shut behind me. He puts out a hand to stop it and follows me further

into the restaurant.

“You sure? You’re acting a little funny.”

“I said I’m fine.”

I stomp across the dining room and shove my way into the kitchen. I can hear him trailing after me, but

he keeps his distance, thank G od.

I close my office door and sink into my chair. What has gotten into me? One s tupid dream, and now I’m

embarrassed to talk to him. What am I, a twelve-year-old girl? He’s my ex-husband, and he hurt me.

Badly. He’s an as s hole. A manipulator. A male chauvinist. He’s… s exy. He knows me. He’s good in

bed.

I have to shake my head again to dispel the thoughts. Now isn’t the time to be giggling like an idiot

because I had one sex dream about him. And besides, I’m probably just misremembering what sex

with him was really like. It couldn’t have been that good… right?

Right. He’s awful.

I repeat it over and over until I’ve managed to shove the dream from my mind. I will not let my

subconscious trick me into letting him off the h ook. Good in bed or not, he’s got some serious groveling

do, and even that might not be enough. No, it’ll never be enough. I’m

my

especially frantic, and it

most nights, the rush doesn’t

I cut it into

line cooks, and Karl is helping me with it

he’s a lot slower than me, he’s

already managed to annoy Ethan, who was setting things up in the

can’t stop himself from ordering Ethan around,

ck tries to boss me around one more time…” Ethan

I had

said, shooting an angry glance at Karl’s back as he stalked away.

him.”

better.” Ethan’s voice was harsher than I expected, and seemingly harsher than he

bit, and passed a hand over his

just pis

it. I

good at that,” I say. Karl is faster with the knife now than he

but I figured he might as well help me and

bit of a break. It’s my turn to take Karl off of their hands, like a babysitter

handling an unruly toddler.

grin. He wipes a stack of

do what

to help my answering grin. Last night’s debacle with Adam, and my inability to

one of the many things I’ve been mulling over. I

to Adam that I fell

drunk. We all do sometimes. Hell, I embarrassed myself in front of Karl not

long ago.

Karl asks as he grabs another carrot. He really is taking forever. I

here to keep him

I’m sharing any of my worries

couldn’t stop thinking about our old sex life. As far as

him at all.

“Nothing interesting.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

flirt with me,

batting his eyelashes slightly.

chop the carrots. And hurry up; you’re slower than molas

grandma,”

mouth turns up a little. I can tell he wants to smile, but

avoid it.

is pretty adorable on his face. I take for granted how often he smiles around

to see that side of him. He has to be

It must

staring,” he says.

look away and resume my task. Maybe getting us alone together

while ago, and Chloe’s out at the bar setting everything up. A few of

the breakroom getting changed.

staring,” I say. “I barely noticed you.” A total

and warm brown eyes. I know a lot

cares

the world with just