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.

hope blossoming

Abby. Tomorrow night, it’ll be just like

more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a little

weight has been lifted

could be the turning point, the moment where Adam and I rekindle

misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to forget all

brought back

thought drifts through my mind: Adam just has to show

and everything might

…

my eyes darting over the various dresses

special, a dress that would leave Adam speechless. Pushing the

of perfume and the gentle hum

waves from one of the dressing

its shimmering fabric hugging

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

stark contrast to the

stunning,” I say genuinely. “But I need something to… reignite a

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

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

out a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming like the

Try this,” she

into my hands and

against my skin, and when I step out

won’t know what hit him,”

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

knowingly. “Sometimes, we need to remind our partners why

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

framing my face perfectly. My nails are painted a subtle shade of blue to match

to the grocery store, I’m ready

…

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

fine cut of beef, organic vegetables, and a bottle of

vegetables, Chloe pops her

kitchen? Last time you tried to cook,

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

everything looks amazing.”

her into a quick hug. “Thanks for being

setting sun casts a warm orange glow over the dining room as

in a white lace tablecloth, the silverware gleaming in the soft light. The

—romantic and intimate.