Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 49

#Chapter 49: Up Late
Abby

The morning sun bathes my office in a gentle glow as I dial Leah’s number, eager to discuss Chloe’s

upcoming birthday.

The phone rings a few times before Leah’s raspy voice picks up on the other end.

“Abby? That you?”

“Leah, hey,” I greet, trying to hide my concern. “You sound terrible. What’s up?”

She lets out a congested laugh. “Caught a nasty cold. I’m in bed, sipping on some horrid chicken soup.

Can’t believe I’m missing all the action.”

“That’s terrible,” I answer. “I was hoping you could help with Chloe’s party prep.”

A pause ensues, and I hear Leah sigh. “I wish I could, Abby. I had so many ideas, but right now I can

barely lift my head off the pillow.”

I let out a quiet chuckle, trying to keep the mood light. “Don’t worry about it. Just rest up and get better,

okay? We’ll need you at the party in top form.”

“What about the cake? I know you were keen on baking Chloe’s favorite, the red velvet one.”

“I’ve got it covered,” I assure her. “And the party details too. It’s a lot, but I can handle it.”

“You sure?” Leah sounds skeptical.

“It’s no big deal,” I reply, although a nagging feeling at the back of my mind suggests otherwise.

“Alright, if you say so. Just promise you won’t burn out.”

“I promise,” I say, although the weight of responsibility is already settling in my chest. “Oh, and I’ll be

over later to bring you some chicken soup that’s not horrid, okay?”

After ending the call, I immediately switch tasks, reaching for my phone again to book a karaoke place

for the party.

The man on the other end, Mr. Lin, sounds elderly, his voice raspy but jovial.

“Lin’s Karaoke. How can I help you?”

“Hello, Mr. Lin, I’d like to rent one of your rooms for a private party,” I begin, but before I can finish, the

door to my office swings open, revealing Chloe, looking puzzled.

“Abby, do you have a minute?” she asks, her eyes darting to the various party notes strewn across my

desk.

“Um,” I falter, my attention divided between Chloe and Mr. Lin. “Just a sec,” I tell him and turn my

attention to Chloe. “What’s up?”

hesitates, her gaze fixed on my flustered expression. “I had

busy—”

further, I quickly interrupt Mr. Lin, “I’m sorry,

hang up without waiting for

her eyes, her curiosity evident. “Who

shrug, trying to push down the guilt.

you need?”

query about the bar.

various notes and lists.

of papers—the design for

that?” she asks, pointing at the

stuff it into

get when I’m brainstorming.”

press further. “Alright. Well, I’ll leave

smirks, retreating from

I sink into my chair, heart pounding.

The close

grows with each

my options. There’s no

Every single

start stowing away the various party-planning materials. If I’m

late, work in the quiet hours when there’s

walking in on me.

I steel myself for the

Chloe’s smile on her birthday, it’ll be worth

…

I sit

and a

hum of the overhead light is the only sound accompanying my scribbles. The large clock

informs me that it’s past midnight, but sleep is

heavy on

patrons and staff, feels eerily

clatter from the kitchen.

me rests beside my

and laughter from that day

atmosphere of

in my thoughts, I’m jolted back to reality

retrieve it, my fingers

trips. Everything in this room reminds me of her in

away, I refocus on the list of party

of sea blue… Every

becomes a tangible weight

was spoiled. I won’t let that

it’s a bit of a milestone.

the kitchen, followed by

muscles protesting from hours of inactivity. As I step

wafts toward me. The restaurant’s aged wooden

a shine, reflect the ambient lighting from

I approach the

emerges, wiping his hands on a

just me,” he responds, looking surprised to see me. The stainless-steel

tanned skin and dark hair stand out even

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