Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 73: A Feeling
Abby

My hand freezes on the spreadsheet I’m working on when I hear a knock on my door. A soft, hesitant

one that’s almost drowned out by the evening chatter of the restaurant. My heart instantly jumps to my

throat. Is it Karl? Has he decided to make another appearance?

But when I open the door, it’s Chloe standing there, her eyes hesitant but earnest.

We’ve kept our distance today, partially because of the insane lunch and dinner rush, but I think also

partially to cool off. I’m not sure if Karl’s conversation with her was successful, but the knot in my chest

loosens when I see her.

“Hey,” I manage to say.

“Hey,” she replies softly.

Neither of us says anything for a moment. The silence is thick, full of the words we’d both hurled at

each other this morning. Finally, she breaks it. “Can I come in?”

“Of course.” I step aside, letting her enter.

The door clicks shut behind her, sealing us into this tiny bubble of a moment. I feel her arms wrap

around me, almost tentatively, as if she’s afraid I might pull away. But I don’t. I hug her back, tightly,

grateful for the chance to mend this fragile piece of our relationship.

“I’m sorry, Abby,” Chloe says into my shoulder. “I was out of line.”

“I’m sorry too,” I reply, feeling a twinge of guilt for the things I’d said earlier. “We both got carried away.”

We pull away and Chloe takes a seat, her eyes scanning my face as if searching for something—

perhaps a sign of residual anger or a lingering grudge. But she won’t find any. At the end of the day,

Chloe is like a sister to me, and that’s one thing you never turn your back on.

“So, you and Karl, huh?” Chloe finally says, her tone cautious.

quickly, dispelling the thought before it even has a

and Karl.’ We’re

think he’s changed? Really changed?” She looks at me, her eyes

that would make everything

know,” I admit. “Maybe. He says he wants to be better. Shouldn’t everyone get

redemption?”

sighs, looking down at her hands. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’ve

that there’s something lingering at the end of

trying to leave

I hope you’re not thinking of getting back

her statement doesn’t escape me. “I promise, I’m not planning

to be single for a

have so much to

you have so

my thoughts suddenly drifting to the kitchen scene with Karl—his proximity, his scent,

chemistry that seemed to draw us together no matter how hard

a low growl of

soon as I brush the thoughts of Karl

to the present. “Your friendship means the world to

Abby,” she says, standing up.

one more time, the warmth of our friendship seeping through the c racks of our

making it whole. Chloe leaves, and I’m left standing there, a strange blend of

swirling

lean against it, exhaling deeply. The night is still young; the

dishes. Life goes on, swirling around me in

yet, my mind keeps wandering back

me out of my thoughts. It’s a text from

that you two got in a fight earlier. Everything

Leah’s knack for impeccable timing has always

her whenever I can.

a soft smile flickering across my lips.

You two aren’t allowed to be mad at each other. You know I

fight.”

a laugh actually escapes my lips. Slipping my phone into my pocket,

rounds to check on my

catch movement from across the room—Karl, stepping out from the

servers. He glances up, and for a split second,

a spark that lights up the dark recesses of my heart, where feelings I

suddenly flare to