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

I shake my head

roll up my sleeves. “I’ll clean this up, Ethan. I’m

down to annoyance. “Just… be more careful, Abby.

idea, I think grimly. But all I say is, “I

literal one in

counters, my mind can’t help

To Karl.

an echo of his presence. The way he smiled, the

the touch

to stop this. Last night was a mistake. An indiscretion borne out of nostalgia and

shouldn’t have happened. I shouldn’t be thinking about

erase not just the stains of food but the remnants of

The longing. The

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

done, the kitchen is spotless—gleaming counters and

sort out my emotions.

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

But this is neither the time

push away from the counter, reminding myself of my responsibilities,

the promises I made

is a new day, and I need to focus on the present, not get lost

…

casting soft golden beams onto my desk

the restaurant’s monthly earnings. There’s a particular rhythm

outside my office gently

there’s a knock,

call out, expecting to see Ethan or

a

sharp charcoal suit, with an air of unquestionable authority,

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

restaurant?”

furrowing my brow. I wasn’t expecting any health

man smiles. “I’m

him, I shake his offered hand, slightly

we had an appointment. How

the Alpha Gathering Committee. I understand

your restaurant has garnered quite

gathering. It’s where deals are struck and alliances formed,

and

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

representative from the

modest office.

establishments

the four finalists we’re

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