Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 35: Karl’s Idea
Abby

I weave through the tables, greeting my customers. A lot of my regulars are here tonight, and I stop at

Emily’s table. She’s here with her friends, Lunas like her. I know most of them from when Karl and I

were married.

Emily looks up at me, and I plaster on a smile. “Hi, dear,” she says, her tone as patronizing as ever.

“Wonderful food tonight.”

She gestures to her empty plate, and I wave over Freddy. He walks to us. “Clear these,” I say. He nods

and takes their plates away.

“He’s yummy,” one of her friends says, watching him stride away.

“He sure is,” Emily agrees.

She looks up at me and I force a smile. “Is there anything I can get for you guys?”

“No, dear. We’re just finishing up our drinks.” She lifts her martini to her lips and takes a sip.

“We were just talking about the Alpha party,” her friend Lauren adds. We used to make polite chit-chat

with each other at Alpha events. Now she looks at me like I’m miles beneath her. It makes my anger

flare. Luckily, I’ve gotten good at hiding my feelings, and I don’t think my smile changes when my gaze

lands on her.

“Oh, that should be fun,” I say.

“It’s really too bad you won’t be there,” Emily replies. “We miss having you at all these events.”

I seriously doubt she misses it at all. I don’t bother to tell her she might actually see me there. I’m

assuming Karl still plans to take me, but I haven’t inquired recently. We’re not exactly on good terms

party with him doesn’t sound all that fun. But

he stuck to

they see us there together. Will they think we’ve

wrong impression because that’s never going

I say. “I’ll leave you guys with your drinks if there’s

says, giving me

close enough to hear Lauren’s cutting remark.

of them giggles. “Karl really did a number on her.” If only they knew he was

away,

table. That last

kitchen. It was a well-aimed blow.

here he is, finishing what

eyes at him. His

am to him, it’s almost like my anger heightens

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Karl

turn away from Abby’s cutting glare and stack the plates

one of the plates. Until they bring a new stack, there’s really nothing for me to

allowed to use

food into the garbage, but I know better at this point than

since my last conversation with Abby, I’m sort of worried

knew that she would replace me,

need time to make sure that I set things right with her before she

chopping block.

take a quick break,” I say to Jack.

disappear for

going straight for my locker where I keep

locker, and I pull my

that it’s given me a lot

steak into the garbage earlier. That the one thing

not more, than Abby is his job. He’s obsessed with it.

without being a

exploit. And if Adam goes

he should. It shouldn’t even be a choice. If he