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… No. I shake my head m

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

simmering down to annoyance. “Just… be more careful, Abby. This isn’t

think grimly. But all I

I’m left with the mess—both the literal one in the

mind can’t

To Karl.

every dish I wash, feels like an

laughter, the

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

happened. I shouldn’t

I scrub, the more I try to erase not just the stains of food but the remnants of

The

I’m lost in my thoughts, cleaning up my mess in more ways than one. By

and organized tools.

sort out my emotions.

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

But this is neither the time nor the place to deal

push away from the counter, reminding myself of

and the promises I made to

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

…

casting soft golden beams onto my desk as I

There’s a particular

outside my office gently soothes my usually

a knock,

out, expecting to see Ethan or even

reveal a tall, commanding figure that I

air of unquestionable authority,

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

restaurant?”

I wasn’t expecting any health inspectors today. “Yes,” I reply

smiles. “I’m Calvin

hand,

believe we had an appointment. How can

“I represent the Alpha Gathering Committee. I

but your

all about the Alpha gathering. It’s where

meals and

I promised to go on that

trying to grasp why a representative from the committee would be standing

modest office.

establishments in

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

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