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

me, and a

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

times, Abby. Tomorrow night,

shared memories, planning a little for the

has been

be the turning point, the moment where Adam and I

of misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to

back into my

thought drifts through my mind: Adam just has to

up, and everything might be

…

in front of the boutique’s window, my

special, a dress that would leave Adam

by a rush of

from one of the dressing rooms.

shimmering fabric hugging her

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

stark contrast to the black

I need something to… reignite a

“Say no more.” And with that,

silks and delicate laces, until she halts before

out a deep blue dress, its

Try this,”

she shoves it into my hands and pushes me into a

against my skin, and when I step out to show Chloe,

what hit him,” she

grateful smile. “Thanks, Chloe. I

to remind our partners why they fell for us in

hair has been transformed by the talented hands at

are painted a subtle shade of blue to

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

…

ingredients fills

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

slice the vegetables, Chloe pops her head in. “Need any

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

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

everything looks amazing.”

into a quick hug. “Thanks for being here today,

over the dining

the silverware gleaming in the soft light. The

—romantic and intimate.