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.

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

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

bit more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a little for the dinner. And as

a weight has been

where Adam and I

and busy schedules. A chance to forget

back

night, one last thought drifts through my mind:

Just show up, and everything might be

…

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

a dress that would leave Adam speechless.

a rush of perfume and

of the dressing rooms. She’s already trying on a svelte

shimmering fabric hugging

twirls, looking at herself in the full-length

contrast to the black

“But I need something to… reignite

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

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

a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming like

this,”

hands and pushes me into

and when I

know what hit him,”

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

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

the afternoon, my hair has been transformed by the talented

My nails are painted a subtle

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

…

of fresh ingredients fills

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

pops her head in.

the kitchen? Last time you tried to cook,

freckles dancing with her smile. “Worth a shot! Just wanted to say

everything looks amazing.”

quick hug. “Thanks for being

casts a warm orange glow over the dining room

silverware gleaming in the soft light. The

—romantic and intimate.