Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 31: Tiffany Tells All
Abby

I feel him tense the moment the words leave my mouth. I want to take them back as silence stretches

between us. He doesn’t seem to know what to say, and I avoid looking up at him. His hand falls off my

shoulder.

“No, but I’m guessing you do if you’re bringing it up.”

“I mean, maybe a little.”

He removes his arm from around my shoulder and moves to the side. I sit up and turn to look at him.

Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. There’s a blank look on his face, and I can tell he’s trying to hide his

emotions from me. It doesn’t take a genius to guess that I hurt his feelings.

I force myself not to play it off. This is something that’s been bothering me for a while now. If we’re

going to get married, we need to be able to talk about it.

“Go on,” he says.

I swallow. “I just… I feel like we don’t try new things,” I blurt out. “Everything is always the same. It feels

like we’re just going through the motions, working toward the end goal, when we should be passionate

and loving.”

“So you’re saying I’m not good at sex?” Adam asks, his voice beginning to sound a bit defensive.

I shake my head. “No, not at all!” I reassure him. I reach for him, but he pulls away, and I swallow

again. “I’m just saying that I’d like to try new things with you. I… I don’t know. Go d, I wanna feel like I’m

in a movie sometimes! Like you just can’t keep your hands off of me! I want to feel wanted, like I’m

really yours, you know?”

Adam frowns and folds his arms across his chest. “No, I don’t know,” he says. “I thought that our sex

life was perfectly fine, and now you’re saying that it’s not good enough.”

“It’s not that it’s not good enough,” I say. “I just worry that we’re gonna get married, and we’ll turn into

one of those old married couples who never touch each other.

There’s a long, palpable silence between us. Both of us can only stare at each other incredulously

before Adam finally speaks up. When he does, I can feel my heart sink.

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” he bites out, his jaw tense.

I wring my hands. “I just think maybe our sex life isn’t as exciting as it could be. And sex is really

important to me, so…”

“Wow, okay.” He stands up before I can finish, crossing his arms over his chest. I look up at him. This

couldn’t be going any worse. “I didn’t realize I was such a bore.”

“I didn’t say that.”

He shakes his head. “You didn’t have to.”

“Come on, don’t take it personally.”

“How am I supposed to take it?” he yells, making me jump. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him yell before,

clearly struck a

get so upset,” I say. “I’m just trying to tell you how I

these sorts of things,

shakes his head and stalks out of the room, grabbing his jacket

up and follow him. He puts on

leave,” I say, reaching for him.

off. “I’ll see you later,” he says. He

…

booth

them lately, and luckily Leah

tired after work, but she made me promise to fill

The Beach here,”

some of my sangria. “I can’t stand

have questionable taste

give a dry laugh. “Don’t I know

need to deal with the whole Karl and John situation, but I haven’t heard from

feelings, but that doesn’t

frustrated. Is he going to leave me over one conversation? Should

anything and let the feeling grow and grow until I started to resent

there?” Leah asks, her eyebrows raised. I stir

shrug my shoulders. “Work

going

drink more. “Why does everything have to go

the energy to juggle Karl and Adam

figure his s hit out. Your restaurant will be fine, I promise.

things

thing.”

brought that up to

tells me that didn’t exactly

think our relationship could use more passion.

I really hurt his

her head. “Oh, you for sure

I

“What a prima donna.”

as shole here? Should I have just

mean, you’re not the good guy, but you’re not the bad guy either. Sometimes you have

queen of those who

relationship, but she

I thought,

“So, should I apologize?”

feelings, but you shouldn’t apologize

take stuff about their

didn’t say anything about

“You implied it.”

od, I did, didn’t I? I practically

bed,” Leah says. “And he’s

head. “That’s not true,” I respond. “Adam

as

you really like?” Leah asks. “What do

industry?”

thinking. In fact, now that I think about

like to read. He doesn’t enjoy going

joining me for brunch and

nothing,” Leah says

“I never said that.”

vision slightly blurred from rubbing my eyes so hard. “You

did.”

half laugh. “I guess I sort of

probably just needs some time to feel sorry

get over

“And if he doesn’t?”

he’s not the

I nod. “You’re right.”