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

and a candlelit dinner. Sounds

hope blossoming within. “It’ll be special.

“I’ve missed those times, Abby. Tomorrow night, it’ll be

laughing about some shared memories, planning a little for the

a weight has been lifted

turning point, the moment where Adam and I rekindle the love

layers of misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to

back

night, one last thought drifts through my

Just show up, and everything might

…

front of the boutique’s window, my eyes darting over

Adam speechless. Pushing

I’m greeted by a rush of perfume and the gentle hum

here!” Chloe waves from one of the dressing rooms. She’s already trying on a

its shimmering fabric

looking at herself in

her, a stark contrast to the black

stunning,” I say genuinely. “But I need

with mischief. “Say no more.” And with that, she pulls

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

blue dress, its fabric gleaming like the

this,” she

shoves it into my hands and pushes me into a dressing room. The dress

when I step

know what

her a grateful smile. “Thanks, Chloe. I really

partners why they fell

my hair has been transformed by the talented hands at the local

shoulders, framing my face perfectly. My nails are painted a

And after a run to the grocery store, I’m

…

kitchen, the scent of fresh ingredients fills the air.

beef, organic vegetables, and

slice the vegetables, Chloe pops her

tried to cook, we almost had

playfully, her freckles dancing with her smile. “Worth a shot! Just wanted

everything looks amazing.”

her into a quick hug. “Thanks for being here

casts a warm orange glow over the dining room as I light the candles. The

lace tablecloth, the silverware gleaming in

—romantic and intimate.