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

party with

to his

they see us there together. Will they think

going to happen,

you guys with your

says, giving me a

turn to walk away, but I’m still close enough to hear Lauren’s cutting remark.

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

away, cleaning

the next table. That last remark stays with me as I finish

a well-aimed blow. Karl

here he is, finishing what

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

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

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Karl

the plates in the sink. Jack

of the plates. Until they bring a new stack, there’s really

to use the big-boy

I’m getting tired of shoveling food into the garbage, but I know better

my last conversation with Abby, I’m sort of worried that she’s going to kick

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

soon. I need time to make sure that I set things right with

chopping block.

a quick break,” I say to Jack. He nods. Things have slowed down a little,

if I disappear for a

for my locker where

I unlock my locker, and I pull my phone

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

steak into the garbage

his job. He’s obsessed with it. He has to be. You don’t get that

being a bit of

to exploit. And if Adam goes for

as he should. It shouldn’t even be a choice. If he agrees to leave her, then I’d