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

flutters, a surge of hope blossoming

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

more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a little for the dinner.

weight has been lifted

turning point, the moment where Adam and I rekindle the

misunderstandings and busy schedules. A

brought back into

night, one last thought drifts

Just show up, and everything might

…

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

special, a dress that would leave Adam speechless. Pushing the

a rush of perfume and the gentle hum

one of the dressing rooms. She’s already

fabric hugging

herself in the full-length mirror. Her

stark contrast to the

genuinely. “But I

green eyes twi kling with mischief. “Say no more.” And

silks and delicate laces, until she halts before a

out a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming like the

Try this,” she

shoves it into my hands and pushes me

when I step out

won’t know what

a grateful smile. “Thanks, Chloe.

to remind our partners why they fell for us in

hair has been transformed by

nails are painted a

And after a run to the grocery store, I’m ready to

…

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

fine cut of beef, organic vegetables, and a

the vegetables, Chloe pops her head in.

time you tried to cook, we almost had to call the

smile. “Worth a shot!

everything looks amazing.”

into a quick hug. “Thanks

over the dining room as I light the candles.

the silverware gleaming

—romantic and intimate.