Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 53

#Chapter 53: A Mess To Clean
Abby

The sun’s barely peeking over the h o rizon as I pull open the door to the restaurant.

I can already feel the hustle of a new day, the potential for a fresh start. Walking in, I expect the familiar

comfort of an empty space, but I’m met instead with Ethan’s brooding form. His jaw is set tight, his

brow furrowed.

He doesn’t look up as I approach.

“Morning,” I greet cautiously, sensing the tension in the air.

He sighs heavily. “Abby… What the hell happened here last night?”

Confused, I follow his gaze. The kitchen. Oh no. My heart ski ps a beat as memories of last night flood

back. The cooking. The laughter. The… moment with Karl.

“What do you mean?” I manage to ask, feigning ignorance.

Ethan’s eyes fix on me, and I can see his irritation. “I’ll show you.” Without waiting for a reply, he leads

me into the disaster zone that is the kitchen.

Every counter is smeared with remnants of our late-night feast. Pots and pans are sc at tered

everywhere, some still containing leftover food. The sight makes my stomach churn with guilt. How

could I have been so careless?

I feel the heat rise to my cheeks. “I… I was working late last night. Got hungry and…” I trail off, trying to

find a good excuse, but words fail me.

Ethan just raises an eyebrow, his expression demanding more.

“And… I forgot to clean up,” I finish lamely, avoiding his gaze.

A beat of silence. Then, “Forgot?” His tone is sharp, filled with disbelief.

My mind races. If he even catches a hint of what transpired with Karl, rumors would spread like wildfire,

jeopardizing not only my reputation but potentially the restaurant’s as well.

“I was exhausted,” I murmur.

His eyes scan the kitchen, lingering on a particular spot on the counter, and my heart races. That’s

shake my head m

up my sleeves.

to annoyance. “Just…

I think grimly. But all I say is,

with the mess—both the literal one in

I scrub the counters, my mind can’t help but

To Karl.

an echo of

his laughter, the touch of his

a mistake. An

shouldn’t be thinking about him

erase not

The longing.

to pass as I’m lost in my thoughts, cleaning up my mess in more

is spotless—gleaming counters and organized tools.

sort out my emotions.

the same one where Karl and I

this is neither the time nor the place to deal with

sigh, I push away from the counter, reminding myself of my

the promises

to focus on the

…

the half-drawn blinds, casting soft golden beams onto my desk as I

a particular rhythm to the mornings

office gently soothes my usually anxious

a knock,

in,” I call out, expecting to see Ethan

to reveal a

sharp charcoal suit, with an air of unquestionable authority, the stranger’s steel

hand, introducing himself. “You’re Abby, correct?” he asks.

restaurant?”

wasn’t expecting any health inspectors

man smiles. “I’m Calvin

him, I shake his offered hand, slightly taken aback by the unexpected visit.

I don’t believe we had an appointment. How can

represent the Alpha

as a surprise, but your restaurant has

all about the Alpha gathering. It’s where deals are struck

and

it’s where I promised to go on that date with Karl, since

why a representative from the committee would

modest office.

continues, his tone steady, “Among countless establishments in this city, yours stands out.

we’re considering to cater for our

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