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

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

stuck to

see us there

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

I say. “I’ll leave you guys with your

giving

walk away, but I’m still close enough

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

feet away,

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

walk back to the kitchen. It was a well-aimed blow. Karl really did

here he is, finishing what

in, and I narrow my eyes at him. His eyebrows go up, but he

I really can’t stand how attracted I am to him, it’s

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Karl

the plates in the sink. Jack pulls the nozzle

bring a new stack, there’s really nothing for me to do. I’m

to use the big-boy

getting tired of shoveling food into the garbage, but I

I’m sort of worried that she’s

days. I always knew that she would replace me, eventually,

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

chopping block.

a quick break,” I say to Jack. He nods. Things

if I disappear

going straight for my locker

my locker, and I pull my phone

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

pushing bits of steak into the garbage earlier. That the

his job. He’s obsessed with it. He has to be. You

a bit

to exploit. And if Adam

as he should. It shouldn’t even be a choice. If he agrees to leave