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.

thought before it even has a chance

and Karl.’ We’re just figuring things out,

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

make everything

He says he wants

redemption?”

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’ve been too hard on

words warm me, but I know that there’s something lingering at the end

trying to leave unsaid. “…But?” I

not thinking of getting back together with him. You know

statement doesn’t escape me. “I promise, I’m not planning on it,” I reassure

single

much to offer, Abby. Don’t waste

not when you have so

the kitchen scene with Karl—his proximity, his

that seemed to draw us together no matter how hard we tried to stay apart.

me just at the thought, a low growl of yearning in the

soon as I brush the thoughts of Karl

I say, pulling myself back to the present. “Your friendship means the

too, Abby,” she says, standing up.

our

and I’m left standing there, a

swirling within

deeply. The night

and the clatter of dishes. Life

mind keeps wandering back to

snapping me out of my thoughts. It’s

you two got in a fight earlier. Everything

almost laugh. Leah’s knack for impeccable timing has always

her whenever I can.

I type back, a soft smile flickering across my lips.

each other. You know I don’t

fight.”

Slipping my phone into my pocket, I decide

make my rounds to

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

He glances up, and for a split second, our eyes meet. It’s

a jolt through me, a spark that lights up the dark recesses of my

long ago suddenly