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

my head m entally. Now’s not

breath, I roll up my sleeves. “I’ll

annoyance. “Just… be more

grimly. But all I say is,

left with the mess—both the literal one in the kitchen and

my mind

To Karl.

spot I clean, every dish I wash, feels like an echo of his presence.

the touch

Last night was a

I shouldn’t be thinking

erase not just the stains

confusion. The

cleaning up my mess in

counters and

sort out my emotions.

one where Karl and I shared that moment, and close my eyes.

this is neither the time nor the

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

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

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

office gently soothes my usually

there’s a knock, crisp

I call out, expecting to see Ethan

to reveal a tall,

with an air of unquestionable authority,

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

restaurant?”

I wasn’t expecting

man smiles. “I’m Calvin

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

don’t believe we had an appointment. How can

begins, “I represent the

but your restaurant has garnered quite

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

meals and fine

promised to go on that date with Karl, since

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

modest office.

steady, “Among countless establishments in

four finalists we’re considering to

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