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 candlelit dinner.

flutters, a surge of hope blossoming within.

Abby. Tomorrow night, it’ll be just like that.

talk a bit more, laughing about some shared memories,

weight has been

the turning point, the moment where Adam

A chance to forget all

brought back into my

lay down for the night, one last thought drifts through my mind: Adam just

up, and everything might

…

front of the boutique’s window, my

Adam speechless. Pushing the

of perfume and

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

its shimmering fabric hugging

twirls, looking at herself in the full-length mirror. Her auburn

a stark contrast

say genuinely. “But I need

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

laces, until she halts before a rack of co

a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming like the

Try this,” she

and pushes me into a dressing room. The dress

against my skin, and when I step

what hit him,” she

“Thanks, Chloe. I

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

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

face perfectly. My nails are

grocery store, I’m ready

…

of fresh ingredients fills the air. I’ve splurged

vegetables, and a

I slice the vegetables, Chloe pops her

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

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

everything looks amazing.”

her into a quick hug. “Thanks for being

warm orange glow over the dining room

gleaming in

—romantic and intimate.