Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 107
Karl

“Watch it, you’re massacring those veggies,” John calls out, glancing over from the stove where he’s

sauteeing some garlic and mushrooms.

I chuckle, adjusting my grip on the knife. I’m supposed to be julienning some peppers, but instead I’ve

lost my train of thought and accidentally begun dicing them instead. “Yeah, well, they had it coming.”

John grins, shaking his head. “Y’know, you’re not as unfunny and stu pid as I thought you were.”

“Could say the same about you,” I reply, gathering the sliced vegetables into a bowl.

Who would’ve thought? John and I, mortal enemies turned reluctant allies. A couple of weeks ago, we

could barely stand to be in the same room, but time and circumstances—and angry bosses—have a

way of forcing you to reassess your priorities.

“It’s all about collaboration,” John continues, his tone more philosophical than I thought the brute would

be capable of. “You can’t make a great dish with just one ingredient. Same with a kitchen. Everyone’s

got to pull their weight, contribute their flavor for the bigger picture.”

that on a plaque or

their eyes? Nah, I’ll stick to cooking,” he laughs, adding a splash of white

the air with a rich,

office opens, and for a moment, my world narrows.

for something—or someone. When

leaps in anticipation.

pace as she walks out

John notices, his eyes narrowing.

burning the scallops.”

“Sorry,” I mutter.

task at hand, on the sound of the scallops sizzling in the pan, but the weight of

argued,

earlier agreement. I’d felt betrayed; she’d felt cornered.

inside me stirs, restless. “You messed up big time,” he says, a growl

a swirl of regret and

down, as the kitchen grows quieter, the realization sinks in deeper. Abby

not just another chef. She’s someone I care

and desires should mean as much to me as my

the way. I shake my head, frustrated with myself,

been driven

here?” John

See you tomorrow,” I say, forcing

way before exiting the kitchen. Alone now, I