Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 109
Abby

“Let me help you.”

Karl’s words hit me like a ton of bricks. Karl, of all people, wants to help me prepare for the competition

that we were only just arguing about? I can’t believe it.

“You’re joking,” I murmur.

Karl shakes his head, his eyes darting down to the failure of a souffle sitting between us. “Nope. Not

joking. Do you want my help or not?”

Part of me wants to accept his offer, but another part of me, perhaps the more logical part, decides that

maybe it’s not the best idea. I’m angry right now over my argument with Karl and this da mned souffle,

and I know that I wouldn’t exactly be the best kitchen partner tonight.

“I’m fine, Karl. Just a little tired,” I reply, forcing a smile. “Besides, you’ve been working all day. You can

head home.”

“I don’t want to go home,” he says quietly, sliding the souffle back toward me from across the cold

and home is

that I should push him away and keep working on my own, not only so I can

competition but also so we can

the sincere look in his

mutter, nodding. “I guess I could use some

be told twice. I watch for a moment as he

out from beneath his short sleeves. I have to look away before

fourth attempt at making a souffle while he

and other ingredients are laid out before me, my whisk deftly beating

a golden

as

souffles?” I can’t even begin to keep the surprise out of my voice. Karl

he certainly never brought it up to me. “You never

we were together.”

them all the time when I was little.

to make the best souffles ever,” he confesses, almost shyly. “Would you like me

one up?”

curiosity gets the better of me. “Sure. I’d love

to work, skillfully separating the egg yolks

in with care. I watch in amazement; the man has finesse,

time at the souffle

setting it on the counter. The souffle has risen

promise of the fluffy, airy