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

now, and the thought of attending a stuffy party with him doesn’t sound all that fun. But a bet

he stuck to his word; he

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

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

with your drinks

Emily says, giving

but I’m still close enough to hear Lauren’s cutting remark. “Oh, how

One of them giggles. “Karl really did a number on her.”

away, cleaning

next table. That last remark

was a well-aimed blow. Karl really

is, finishing

in, and I narrow my eyes at

am to him, it’s almost like my

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Karl

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

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

use the

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

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

she would

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

chopping block.

to Jack. He nods. Things have slowed

if I disappear for a

into the breakroom, going straight for my locker where

unlock my locker, and

is that it’s given me a lot of time to

of steak into the garbage earlier. That the one thing Adam

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

success without being a bit of a

perfect thing for me to exploit. And if Adam goes for it, he

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