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

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

to

think if they see us there together.

wrong impression because that’s never going to

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

giving me

to walk away, but I’m still close enough to hear Lauren’s

number on her.” If only they knew he

away,

the next table. That last remark stays with me as

well-aimed blow. Karl really did do a number

here he is, finishing

and I narrow my eyes at him. His eyebrows

attracted I am to him, it’s almost like my anger

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Karl

turn away from Abby’s cutting glare and stack the

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

use

getting tired of shoveling food into the garbage, but I know better at this

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

that she would replace me, eventually, but I

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

chopping block.

I say to Jack. He nods. Things have slowed

if I disappear for

going straight for my locker

I unlock my locker, and I pull my phone

task is that it’s given me a lot of time to think. It

pushing bits of steak

obsessed with it. He has to be.

being a bit

obsession is the perfect thing for me to exploit. And if

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