Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 30: Fallout
Abby

“I can’t. I’m busy here. I’ve told you a million times that I’m going to help Abby as long as she needs

me.”

“Your pack needs you.”

I bite my lip and force myself to breathe quietly. I need to be ready to dash away if they make a move

toward the door. Hopefully, I hear them before it’s too late. Even with the risk, I can’t help but lean a

little closer to hear his response.

“Abby’s my priority.” My eyebrows fly up. No matter how many times he says it, it still shocks me.

“And I trust Christian. He’s a great Beta, and I know he has everything under control. I’ve been

checking in with him every night. If he really needed me, he’d let me know.”

“Please, I’m desperate for you to come back to work.”

Karl is silent for a moment, and I take a half step back, expecting him to fling open the door any

moment. But he doesn’t. “Look, I’m not going to argue with you about this,” he finally says. “Unless

there’s an emergency, I’m here to stay. Christian is more than capable.”

I move back behind the counter when there’s another long silence. There’s no point in pushing it. I’ve

heard all I needed to hear, anyway. Clearly, Karl wasn’t lying to me when he said he wanted to put me

first for once. His secretary was practically begging for him to come back, and he still refused.

Unfortunately, it clears nothing up for me. Why the sudden dedication to my work? Why stay here when

he’s the top-dog somewhere else? It doesn’t make sense when I compare him to the man I used to

know.

Is it possible he’s actually made a change, and that’s it not all for show?

of hope from

so twisted up

best friend back?

it’s too good to be true, but hope is like a leech.

without a little pain,

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picks me up from work and

to do is hurt his feelings. It’s not like there’s an

passion in your relationship. What if

bed? Which he isn’t, he’s just not

asks, handing me a glass. I take a

“It was fine.”

How’s he been

and pull myself onto

it,” I say, thinking about the intimate moment

I can still feel the sensation of his hand on mine, its warmth, the rough calluses on

his tie. “That good,

of wine. Then another. I’m definitely in need of some liquid

not that

tops off my glass, then puts the empty bottle with the

so much time here. He either brings over a

He always brings expensive stuff, and it more than makes

of mine

“Yeah, me neither.”

Karl really had changed. It seemed like things were getting better

bent Jack to his will.

do whatever he wants.

there’s just an adjustment

“That’s generous of you.”

really prepared him for work

standing up for him?”

shaking his

with him working for

start. I still can’t get over the feeling that he should care a lot more

the bush.

yet Adam doesn’t seem

do whatever he wants. Hell, he can