Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 95

#Chapter 95: A Helping Hand

Abby

“Need a hand?”

Just as I’m about to toss the greasy pan into the soapy water to soak overnight and call it a night, I hear

the all-too-familiar voice call out from behind me, and everything seems to stop. It’s all I can do to stiffly

turn around, my eyes widening and my heart pounding.

There he is, standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets and his hair slightly tousled. I should be

excited to see him, but I’m not.

The nerve of him, showing up like this, after everything.

“Karl?”

“Hey, Abby.” A soft smile graces his lips, but instead of charming me like it used to, it just fills me with

rage.

“Karl, what the hell are you doing here?” My voice comes out so low that it’s hardly more than a growl.

He pauses, as though searching for the right words. Finally, when he speaks, it somehow fills me with

even more rage than before. “I miss you, Abby. Let’s work this out.”

“Work this out?” I think to myself. The thought of it almost makes me laugh, but at the same time, I

can’t hold in my rage anymore. In a knee-jerk reaction, I rip off my apron and hurl it at him, although I

would really prefer to hurl the frying pan instead.

“Get out, Karl!” I spit the words out like venom, my voice laden with a mixture of anger, surprise, and a

hint of betrayal. “You have no right to be here! I’m not working anything out with you!”

Karl, calm and collected as ever, dodges the flying apron. His eyes never leave mine, and his

expression remains surprisingly level and open. He steps forward, cautiously, as if approaching a

wounded animal.

with an emotion I

okay?”

booms across the kitchen, but

quite hide. Seeing him makes me want to

once.

I last saw him, and yet somehow it

room from one another, I can feel

demands and takes another step forward, his

like sincerity if I didn’t know

wanted

my voice failing

you did what you did with

fact, he does more than

the distance between us, backing me up against the wall. I feel myself stiffen as

around me, pulling me into

tell him to

kitchen. But I can’t.

it, his arms around

me stir, her senses heightening at his

that’s been accumulating inside me starts to

in here like you still

away. It’s my way of trying to put some semblance of distance

works. “Not after

around me but not entirely breaking our contact.

I did, Abby. But I

standing here like he still has a right to be

a tsunami of emotions, wrestling with anger,

seems to pace restlessly inside of me, equally agitated and conflicted, although I

she’s more agitated at me right now than at him,

of yourself,” I finally snap, glaring

those rare ingredients, knowing fully well what they would mean for us—what it would

manipulated the man I loved into

he says,

“What matters is that you decided to take it

leaving behind my back. Do you have any idea how

does something like

a shade that stands in stark contrast to his

his. His skin is warm,

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