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

surge of hope blossoming

times, Abby.

a bit more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a

has been lifted

be the turning point, the moment where Adam

schedules. A chance to forget all

back

the night, one last thought drifts through my

and everything might

…

my eyes darting over the various

would leave Adam speechless. Pushing

by a rush of perfume and the gentle

one of the dressing rooms. She’s

fabric hugging

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

contrast to

stunning,” I say genuinely. “But I need

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

past rows of soft silks and delicate laces,

a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming

Try this,” she

and pushes me into a dressing room. The dress

I step out

what hit him,” she

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

partners why they

transformed by the

are painted

the grocery store, I’m ready to prepare

…

of fresh ingredients fills

beef, organic vegetables, and a bottle of the best wine I

vegetables, Chloe pops her head in. “Need

you tried to cook, we almost had

her smile. “Worth a shot! Just wanted to

everything looks amazing.”

hug. “Thanks for

the dining room as I light the candles. The

white lace tablecloth, the silverware gleaming in the

—romantic and intimate.