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

No. I shake my head m entally. Now’s

a deep breath, I roll up my

to annoyance. “Just… be

think grimly. But all I

the mess—both the literal

the counters, my mind can’t help but drift back to last

To Karl.

feels like an echo of his presence.

the touch of

need to stop this. Last night was a mistake. An indiscretion borne out

shouldn’t be

to erase not just the stains

confusion. The longing. The

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

I’m done, the kitchen is spotless—gleaming counters and organized tools. I wish it was as easy

sort out my emotions.

lean against the counter, the same one where Karl and I shared that moment, and close

But this is neither the time nor the place

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

the

is a new day, and I need to focus on

…

sl ants through the half-drawn blinds, casting soft golden beams

monthly earnings. There’s a particular rhythm to

activity outside my office gently soothes my

knock, crisp

I call out, expecting to see Ethan or even

to reveal a tall, commanding

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

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

restaurant?”

I wasn’t expecting any health inspectors today.

smiles.

his offered hand, slightly

don’t believe we had an

preamble, he begins, “I represent the Alpha Gathering Committee. I understand

as a surprise, but your restaurant has garnered quite the

where deals are

meals and

go on that date with

races, trying to grasp why a representative from the committee would

modest office.

steady, “Among countless establishments

among the four finalists we’re considering to cater for our

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