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

with

to his word;

there together. Will they think we’ve reconciled? I don’t want

because that’s never going to happen, especially not after what

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

giving me a

close enough to hear Lauren’s cutting

did a number on her.” If only they knew he

feet away, cleaning

next table. That last remark

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

he is, finishing what

walk in, and I narrow my eyes at him.

am to him, it’s almost

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Karl

turn away from Abby’s cutting glare and stack the plates in the sink. Jack

a new stack, there’s really nothing for

to use the big-boy

into the garbage, but I know

sort of worried that

she would replace me, eventually, but

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

chopping block.

say to Jack. He nods. Things have slowed down a

if I disappear for a few

going straight for my

I unlock my locker, and I pull

that it’s given me a lot

was pushing bits of steak into the garbage earlier.

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

without being a bit of

to exploit. And if Adam goes for it, he

be a choice. If he agrees to leave her, then