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

the thought of attending a stuffy party with him doesn’t sound all

to

us there together. Will they think we’ve reconciled?

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

“I’ll leave you guys with your drinks if there’s nothing I

giving me a

enough to hear Lauren’s

really did a number

away,

next table. That last remark

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

is, finishing what he

walk in, and I narrow my eyes at him. His eyebrows

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

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Karl

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

a new stack, there’s really

to use the big-boy

the garbage, but I know

my last conversation with Abby, I’m sort

of these days. I always knew that she would replace

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

chopping block.

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

if I disappear for a

breakroom, going straight for my

my locker,

a menial task is that it’s given me

steak into the garbage earlier. That

obsessed with it. He has to be. You don’t get

success without being a bit of a

for me to exploit. And if Adam goes for

a choice. If he agrees to