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.

surge of hope blossoming within. “It’ll be special. Just like old

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

more, laughing about some shared memories,

has been lifted from my

could be the turning point, the moment where Adam and I

busy schedules. A chance to forget

brought back into

thought drifts through my mind: Adam just has to

up, and everything might be

…

my eyes darting over

leave Adam speechless.

of perfume

the dressing rooms. She’s already trying on a svelte

fabric hugging

do you think?” she twirls, looking at herself in

contrast

say genuinely. “But I

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

soft silks and delicate laces, until she halts before a

deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming

Try this,”

hesitate, but she shoves it into my hands and pushes me into a dressing room. The dress

against my skin, and when I

know what

Chloe. I really want tonight to

nods knowingly. “Sometimes, we need to remind our partners why they fell for us in

afternoon, my hair has been transformed by the

are painted a subtle shade of blue to

a run to the grocery store, I’m ready to prepare for my

…

kitchen, the scent of fresh ingredients fills the

of beef, organic vegetables, and a bottle

vegetables, Chloe pops her head in. “Need

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

with her smile. “Worth a shot!

everything looks amazing.”

hug. “Thanks

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

the silverware gleaming in

—romantic and intimate.