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.”

ever get you to love me again,

me

torn

Karl? I don’t think it’ll ever happen. But if you’re so desperate for an answer…” She

to Daisy, the waitress

women who don’t fit

cheeks burn, a combination of shame and

shrugs. “It’s

Chloe, her face pinched

here?”

firm, “Karl was just about to apologize to Daisy for

comments. Weren’t you, Karl?”

inwardly but nod. “Yeah, I

eyebrow, clearly surprised. “Alright then,” she says, leading

tables. As we approach, she looks

clearly wasn’t expecting

sorry for the way

and out

amused. “Got a good scolding

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

her head, looking me up and down. “Well, thanks

you speak next

thoroughly chastised.

eyes dancing with mirth. She’s clearly enjoying this

good here, Karl?”

mutter, still embarrassed. “I’m

can’t help but think about Abby. It wasn’t just about

to love me again, it was also about being

to Daisy, I feel a strange sense

Abby’s office door on

inside.

eyes lift from the paperwork, and she regards

to Daisy,” I state, almost

smile plays on her lips, but she remains

push further. “So, do you

at me, her gaze intense. “Karl, one little apology isn’t

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

future.”

hard, I muster up some

soften just a touch, but her voice remains firm.

on your actions and show consistent effort.

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

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

back

I reply,

smirks a bit, but her face is stern. “Don’t

…

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

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