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

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

with my

dinner rush is especially frantic, and it helps me shove thoughts of that

most nights, the rush doesn’t

and I cut it into strips. Part of

helping

than me, he’s doing an

who was setting things up in the dining room with

himself from ordering

to boss me around one more time…” Ethan had been

I

angry glance at Karl’s back as he stalked away. “I’ll

him.”

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

a hand over his weary

you. He just

it. I promise Karl won’t be a

say. Karl is faster

but I figured

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

handling an unruly toddler.

stack of

“I do

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

of the many things I’ve been mulling over. I let my mind wander, and

fair to Adam that I fell asleep thinking about Karl and not

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

long ago.

he grabs another carrot. He really

have him here to keep him out

way I’m sharing any of my worries with him. There’s

about our old sex life. As far as he’s concerned,

him at all.

“Nothing interesting.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

to flirt with me, Karl. It won’t do you

eyelashes slightly. “Why, I

shut up and chop the carrots. And hurry up; you’re slower

grandma,” Karl

turns up a little. I can tell he

avoid it.

his face. I take for granted how often he smiles around me. I

side of him. He has

It must get

staring,” he says.

and resume my task. Maybe getting us alone

the bar setting everything

the breakroom getting changed.

and it just looked like I was staring,” I say. “I barely noticed you.” A total lie. I

and warm brown eyes. I know a lot of people

has eyes like Karl. If he cares

the world with