Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 36: A Hopeful Effort
Abby

My fingers tap anxiously against the table as I dial Adam’s number. After a few rings, his voice, smooth

and deep, answers. “Hello?”

“Adam,” I start, trying to steady my voice, “It’s me.”

There’s a slight pause on the other end. “Hey, Abbs. What’s up?”

I take a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking ever since what happened the other night… we’ve been so

caught up lately with everything, and I thought maybe we could have a candlelit dinner tomorrow night.

Just the two of us. No distractions.”

Another pause. Then, a soft chuckle comes through. “Sounds… unexpected. But I’m in. Why not?”

The relief is immediate, but I need more assurance. Adam has been late or flaked on me way too many

times for me to take his initial word for it. “You promise you’ll be there? Eight o’clock?”

There’s a sigh from the other end. “Abby, you know I’m always busy, but if you want this, then yes, I

promise. I’ll be there.”

“But Adam,” I say, my voice quivering slightly, “I need you to really promise. Swear on it.”

“Okay, okay,” he laughs, the tone light, “I swear on it. I’ll be there.”

I can’t shake off a nagging feeling. “I just… I need this, Adam. I need to feel that connection again, that

it’s just you and me. No distractions. And I need you to be on time. It’s going to hurt me a lot if you’re

late or if you flake out on me.”

There’s a few moments of silence. Then, in a tender tone, he says, “Abby, I know we’ve had our ups

and downs, and I know I’ve been…preoccupied lately. But I promise I’ll be there tomorrow. I wouldn’t

miss it for the world.”

His words soothe the unease in my heart, at least for the moment. “Thank you, Adam,” I reply. “I just

want us to have a night where it’s all about us.”

He chuckles again. “It’s been a while since we had one of those, hasn’t it? I’m looking forward to it. Just

a candlelit dinner. Sounds

heart flutters, a surge of hope blossoming within. “It’ll be special.

times, Abby. Tomorrow night,

memories,

has been

turning point, the moment where Adam and I rekindle

layers of misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to forget

brought back into my

the night, one last thought drifts through my mind:

up, and everything might

…

front of the boutique’s window, my eyes darting

a dress that would leave Adam speechless.

a rush of perfume and

of the dressing

fabric hugging her

do you think?” she twirls, looking at herself in the full-length mirror. Her auburn

contrast to the

I say genuinely. “But I need something

grins, her green eyes twi kling with mischief. “Say no more.” And

store, past rows of soft silks and delicate laces, until she halts before a rack of co

out a deep blue dress, its

this,”

it into my hands and pushes

skin, and when I step

what hit him,”

give her a grateful smile. “Thanks, Chloe. I really want tonight to be

we need to remind our partners why they

afternoon, my hair has been transformed by the talented hands at the local salon.

My nails are painted a subtle shade of blue

to the grocery store, I’m ready to prepare for my dinner date with

…

the scent of fresh ingredients fills the air. I’ve splurged on

cut of beef, organic vegetables, and a bottle of the best wine I

vegetables, Chloe pops her head

kitchen? Last time you tried to cook, we almost had to call

with her smile.

everything looks amazing.”

into a quick hug. “Thanks for being

sun casts a warm orange glow over the dining room as I light the

silverware gleaming

—romantic and intimate.