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

not tired, and home is boring. Let

him away and keep working on my own, not only

the competition but also so we can both cool

sincere look in his

nodding. “I guess I

need to be told twice. I watch for a

sleeves. I have to look

and refocus my attention on my fourth attempt at making a souffle while he washes

eggs and other ingredients are laid out before

into a

make souffles as

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

together, and he certainly never brought

we were together.”

make them all the time when

to make the best souffles ever,” he confesses, almost

one up?”

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

skillfully separating the egg yolks from the whites, stirring the flour and

I watch in amazement; the man has finesse, and it’s clear

at the souffle

dings, and Karl retrieves the dish, setting it on

top a promise of the fluffy, airy