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.

hope blossoming

those times, Abby. Tomorrow night,

talk a bit more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a little for the dinner. And as

weight has been

the moment where Adam and

layers of misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to

brought back into

down for the night, one last thought drifts through my mind: Adam just has to show up

Just show up, and everything might be

…

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

a dress that would leave Adam speechless. Pushing the door

I’m greeted by a rush of perfume and

the dressing

shimmering fabric

she twirls, looking at herself in the

her, a stark contrast

stunning,” I say genuinely. “But I need something

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

of soft silks and delicate laces, until she halts before a

a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming

this,”

but she shoves it into my hands and pushes me into a

when I step out to show

know what hit him,”

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

need to remind our partners why they fell for us in the

hair has been transformed by the talented hands

perfectly. My nails are painted a subtle shade of blue

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

…

of fresh ingredients fills the air. I’ve splurged on

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

vegetables, Chloe pops her head

time you tried to cook, we almost had

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

everything looks amazing.”

hug. “Thanks for

glow over the dining room as I

a white lace tablecloth, the silverware gleaming in the soft light. The ambiance

—romantic and intimate.