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

a surge of hope blossoming within. “It’ll be special. Just

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

laughing about some shared memories, planning a

up, a weight has been

where Adam and I

misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to forget all

brought back into my

one last thought drifts through my mind: Adam just

show up, and everything might

…

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

a dress that would leave Adam speechless. Pushing the door open, the bell

by a rush of perfume and the gentle

the dressing rooms. She’s

shimmering fabric hugging her

do you think?” she twirls, looking at herself in the

her, a stark contrast to

I say genuinely. “But I need something to…

twi kling with mischief. “Say no more.” And with

laces, until she halts before a rack of co cktail

dress,

Try this,”

hands and pushes me into a dressing room.

skin, and when I

won’t know what hit him,”

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

“Sometimes, we need to remind our partners why they fell

the afternoon, my hair has been transformed by

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

the grocery store, I’m ready to prepare

…

of fresh ingredients fills the air. I’ve splurged

and a bottle of the best wine I

Chloe pops her head in. “Need

“You? In the kitchen? Last time you tried to cook, we almost had to call

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

everything looks amazing.”

pull her into a quick hug. “Thanks

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

lace tablecloth, the silverware gleaming in

—romantic and intimate.