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

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

stuck to his

if they see us there together. Will they think

never going to happen, especially not after

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

giving me a

still close enough to hear Lauren’s cutting remark.

“Karl really did a number on her.”

feet away,

shoulders and move on to the next table. That last remark stays with me as I finish

and walk back to the kitchen. It was a well-aimed blow.

here he is, finishing what

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

I really can’t stand how attracted I am to

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Karl

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

they bring a new stack, there’s really nothing for me

use the big-boy

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

Ever since my last conversation with Abby, I’m sort of

knew that she would replace me, eventually, but

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

chopping block.

Jack. He nods. Things have slowed down a little, so

I disappear for a few

into the breakroom, going straight for my locker where I keep my phone. There’s a

locker, and I pull my

things about doing a menial task is that

was pushing bits of steak into the garbage earlier. That the one

job. He’s obsessed with it. He

being a bit

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

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