Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 46

#Chapter 46: A Dangerous Game
Karl

“What do you want?”

Adam’s voice is apprehensive, and for good reason. It’s not everyday that I set food inside his

restaurant, and it’s certainly not everyday that I show up telling him that I have a proposition for him.

But I’ve been plotting this for a long time.

Abby clearly doesn’t realize that Adam doesn’t care about her as much as he should. Or maybe she

does, but she doesn’t seem ready to leave him for some strange reason. She deserves better—she

deserves me. And maybe she just needs a little push to get the gears in motion. I swear, once she’s

free from Adam, she’ll realize just how much of a mess their ‘relationship’ is. And I know exactly what

it’ll take to convince him to leave.

The ingredients.

I’ve been holding onto them for a while now, waiting for the perfect time. And after what happened the

other night, when Adam stood his own fiancee up for a dinner date, I think it’s finally time.

“Let’s talk in private,” I say, smirking slightly. “You free later?”

Adam looks around with a puzzled look on his face. “Why? Why can’t we talk here, now?”

I shake my head. “Trust me, Adam; I’m not planning on doing anything shady if that’s what you’re

worried about. I just have something I want to show you.”

“Look, man, whatever it is, I’m not interested,” he says. “I’ve got a restaurant to run.” I watch as he

tosses a dishcloth over his shoulder and heads for the kitchen. Sliding down from my barstool, I follow

him. When my hand makes contact with the swinging kitchen door, stopping it from closing in my face,

he whirls around and gives me another puzzled look.

“But this is about your restaurant,” I say, stepping into the bustling kitchen. “I swear. You won’t want to

pass this up.”

With a sigh, Adam looks around warily and finally shrugs. “Alright. Meet me outside later, I guess. I’ve

got a lunch rush to deal with. ‘Kay?”

“‘Kay.”

…

tonight, and just as promised, I’m waiting outside

ponder what I’ll say to Abby once she and

to do

that he

leaning on me, using me

of course, but eventually she’ll realize that I have changed—and the rest

history from there.

the restaurant swings open, and Adam steps out,

breeze rustles his hair

nearby bin.

out, stepping into the

him stiffly wipe his hands on his

nervous tick of his, before he turns

his arms across his chest. “What did you have to

tell,” I say, a slight smile playing on my lips

into its carton and drop it into the inner pocket of my jacket. “Follow

follows me as I lead him to my sleek, black car parked down

punctuated by the distant h onking of cars and the

night wanderers.

the button on my key fob,

contents inside.

crème de la crème of

picked white truffles,

and that’s only what’s sitting on the

chef in him taking over as he reaches

over the precious items.

did you get these?” he whispers, his voice filled with awe. “Some of these can set

back hundreds, even thousands!”

“Connections. People who owe

with

With a grin, Adam picks up a glass jar filled with rare

turning it in

the side of the car. “Those ones weren’t so easy to

gingerly places the jar back in the box.

to look at me once more. There’s an apprehensive look on his face again. “But why show

this?”

my

snap to mine, confusion

steeling myself for what comes next. “I want you to break up

face a mask of disbelief. “You’ve got to be kidding me. All this… for Abby?

would I?”

continue, “I’ve been observing, Adam. The way you interact with

staff, especially your sous chef. It’s clear to me you might not be as invested

might not even swing

of my words sinking in.

headlights. “What

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