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.”

will I ever get you to love

even me

seemingly torn between anger and

it’ll ever happen. But if you’re so desperate

by apologizing to Daisy, the waitress

who don’t fit into your

of shame and frustration. “Is that

“It’s a

appears in the doorway. Chloe, her face pinched with concern.

here?”

firm, “Karl was just about to apologize to

comments. Weren’t you, Karl?”

I groan inwardly but

then,”

wiping down tables. As we approach, she looks up,

clearly wasn’t

sorry for the way I spoke to

out

smirks, clearly amused. “Got a good scolding from Abby, did

face turns a deeper shade of red. “It’s not about that. I

and down. “Well, thanks for the apology, I guess. But maybe

you speak

nod, thoroughly chastised. “I

eyes dancing with mirth. She’s clearly

good here, Karl?”

still embarrassed.

we make our way back to the kitchen, I can’t help but

to love me again, it was also about

the courage to apologize to Daisy, I feel a strange sense of

victory, I find myself back at Abby’s office door on my way to the kitchen. Without

inside.

lift from the paperwork, and she

Daisy,” I state, almost challenging her.

plays on her lips, but

help but push further. “So,

little

genuine act of contrition doesn’t erase the

future.”

up

but her voice

consistent effort.

absorbing her words. It’s a hard truth to swallow, but she’s

wall. “Dinner rush should be starting

Get back to

I reply, “Alright,

bit, but her face is stern. “Don’t cause any trouble

…

a frenzy of activity, the clang of pots and pans echoing through the air, and the aroma

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