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 entally. Now’s

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

annoyance. “Just… be more careful, Abby. This

idea, I think grimly. But all

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

mind can’t help

To Karl.

dish I wash, feels like an echo of his presence. The way

his laughter, the touch

night was a mistake. An indiscretion borne

have happened. I shouldn’t be

to erase not just the

The

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

spotless—gleaming counters and organized tools. I

sort out my emotions.

the counter, the same one where Karl

the feelings raw. But this is neither the

sigh, I push away from the counter, reminding myself

the restaurant, and the

I need to focus on the present, not get lost in the memories

…

half-drawn blinds, casting soft golden beams

particular rhythm to the

of activity outside my office gently soothes

knock, crisp

I call out, expecting to see

swings open to reveal a

air of unquestionable authority,

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

restaurant?”

nod, furrowing my brow. I wasn’t expecting any health inspectors

smiles. “I’m Calvin

to greet him, I shake his offered hand, slightly taken aback

had an appointment. How can

he begins, “I represent the Alpha Gathering

your restaurant has garnered

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

and fine

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

why a representative from the committee would be

modest office.

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

we’re considering

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