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

thought of attending a stuffy party with him doesn’t sound all that fun. But a bet is

stuck to his

if they see us there together. Will they think we’ve reconciled? I don’t

impression because that’s never going to happen, especially not

is,” I say. “I’ll leave you guys with your drinks

says, giving

enough to hear Lauren’s cutting remark. “Oh, how

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

away, cleaning

shoulders and move on to the next table. That last remark stays

the kitchen. It was a well-aimed blow. Karl really did do

he is, finishing what

in, and I narrow my eyes at him.

I am to him, it’s almost

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Karl

glare and stack the

they bring a new stack, there’s

to use

all honesty, I’m getting tired of shoveling food into the garbage, but I

last conversation with Abby, I’m sort of worried that she’s going to kick me

that she would replace me, eventually, but I hoped that

set things right

chopping block.

take a quick break,” I say to Jack. He nods. Things have slowed down a little, so

I disappear for a few

going straight for my

unlock my locker, and I pull my

of the good things about doing a menial task is that it’s given me a

I was pushing bits of steak into the garbage earlier. That the one thing

more, than Abby is his job. He’s obsessed with it. He has to be. You don’t

without being a bit of a

me to exploit. And if Adam

be a