Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 48

#Chapter 48: Apologies
Karl

Surrounded by the familiar hustle and bustle of the restaurant, I steal glances at Abby from behind the

dishwashing station. She’s busy overseeing the lunch rush, offering a smile to a customer here and a

kind word to an employee there. From the outside, she appears so composed, as if nothing could break

her stride.

My source had informed me earlier: Adam kept his word and broke up with Abby after all.

If that’s true, Abby seems to be hiding it well. Or maybe she doesn’t feel as upset as I thought she

would.

This could be a good thing. Maybe I won’t need to wait as long to make my move.

Lost in thought, I find myself wandering to her office during a slow point in the evening, just before the

dinner rush. The door is ajar, and I can see her leaning over some paperwork. Summoning some

courage, I push it open fully and walk in.

She looks up, momentarily startled. “Karl? What are you doing here?”

“Checking on you,” I answer with a smirk, trying to inject some flirtation into my voice. “Heard you’re

single again.”

Her brows furrow, and she immediately stiffens. “And what if I am?” she challenges, her tone sharp.

“It’s none of your business.”

I lean against the doorway, trying to appear casual. “Thought maybe…” I trail off suggestively, tilting my

head and attempting a playful grin. “Maybe this is our chance.”

She pushes herself away from the desk, standing up abruptly. “Don’t, Karl. Just because I’m single now

doesn’t mean I’m open to… whatever it is you’re suggesting.”

Abby’s words are harsh, but I can see right through them. The way that her cheeks turn red when she

looks at me, the way her chest heaves ever so slightly. “C’mon, Abby,” I murmur, striding toward her.

“We’ve missed each other for so long. You know it’s inevitable that we get back together. Why not

now?”

For a moment, Abby and I are standing incredibly close. She smells like ci nnamon, and she’s got a fine

layer of lipgloss on. I could kiss her right now.

But before I can, she shoves me away. “F uck off, Karl. I’m not interested.”

up. “How will I ever get you to love me again, Abby?” The vulnerability

even me by

seemingly torn between

ever happen. But if you’re so desperate for an answer…”

to Daisy, the

who don’t fit into

combination of shame

shrugs. “It’s

a figure appears in the doorway. Chloe, her

here?”

“Karl was just about to apologize

comments. Weren’t you, Karl?”

cornered, I groan inwardly but nod. “Yeah,

clearly surprised. “Alright then,” she

is in the front, wiping down tables. As we

clearly wasn’t expecting

start, “Daisy, I… I’m sorry for the way

and out

“Got a good scolding from Abby,

red. “It’s not about that.

and down. “Well, thanks for

you speak next

nod, thoroughly chastised.

a chuckle, her eyes dancing with mirth. She’s clearly enjoying this

good here, Karl?”

I mutter, still

the kitchen, I can’t help but think about Abby. It wasn’t

love me again, it was also about being a better man. For her. For

Daisy, I feel a strange sense

at Abby’s office door on my way to the kitchen. Without

inside.

from the paperwork, and she

I state, almost challenging her. “Just like

smile plays on her lips, but

push further. “So, do you forgive me

“Karl, one little apology isn’t going to bridge

long way to go. One genuine act of contrition doesn’t erase the

future.”

muster up some courage.

her voice remains firm. “Trying

and show consistent effort.

words. It’s a

clock on the wall. “Dinner rush should be starting soon. We need all

Get back to

reply, “Alright, alright.

but her face is

…

pots and pans echoing

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