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

blossoming within. “It’ll be special.

times, Abby. Tomorrow night, it’ll

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

a weight has been lifted from

the turning point, the moment where Adam and

misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to forget all

brought back into

last thought drifts through

up, and

…

my eyes darting over

would leave Adam speechless. Pushing the door open,

rush of perfume

here!” Chloe waves from one of the dressing rooms. She’s

shimmering fabric

herself in the full-length mirror. Her

stark contrast to the black

I say genuinely. “But I need something to…

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

soft silks and delicate laces, until

out a deep blue dress, its

Try this,”

hesitate, but she shoves it into my hands and pushes me into a dressing room. The

my skin, and when I step out

what hit

Chloe. I really want

remind our partners why they fell for us in

been transformed by the talented hands at the

nails are painted a subtle

And after a run to the grocery store, I’m ready to prepare for my dinner date

…

fresh ingredients fills

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

vegetables, Chloe pops her head in. “Need

tried to cook, we almost had

dancing with her smile. “Worth a

everything looks amazing.”

hug. “Thanks

warm orange glow over the dining room as I light the

lace tablecloth, the silverware gleaming in

—romantic and intimate.