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

heart flutters, a surge of hope blossoming within. “It’ll be special. Just like old

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

bit more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a

up, a weight has been lifted from my

moment where Adam and I rekindle

misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance

brought back

last thought drifts through my

up, and everything

…

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

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

by a rush of

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

fabric

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

her, a stark contrast to the

I need something to… reignite a

kling with mischief. “Say no more.” And

of soft silks and delicate laces, until she halts

out a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming like

this,”

my hands and pushes me into a dressing room. The

against my skin, and when I

won’t know what hit him,”

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

we need to remind our partners why they fell for

has been transformed by the talented hands at

perfectly. My nails are painted a subtle shade of blue to match

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

…

fresh ingredients fills the air. I’ve

oil, a fine cut of beef, organic vegetables, and a bottle of the best wine I could

the vegetables, Chloe pops her head in.

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

shrugs playfully, her freckles dancing with her smile. “Worth

everything looks amazing.”

her into a quick hug. “Thanks for being

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

the silverware gleaming in the soft light. The ambiance

—romantic and intimate.