Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 117
Abby

The day starts just as any normal day should: with the aroma of simmering tomato sauce and sizzling

bacon filling the restaurant, and the sound of happy breakfast customers wafting through the air.

But as I settle into the rhythm of another busy workday, something feels off. I can’t quite explain it, but it

almost feels as though something is electric in the air.

That’s when it happens.

I haven’t even taken my first sip of coffee of the day when Ethan is suddenly rushing into my office

faster than I thought he could even move with his leg, and there’s a look of dread on his face. Before I

can even open my mouth to speak, his words are tumbling out in a torrent of emotion.

“Abby, we’ve got a problem. Amelia West from ‘Gourmet Gazette’ is here, and she doesn’t look happy.”

My heart sinks at the mention of the infamous food critic.

“Why?” I ask, bolting up from my chair. “What happened?”

Ethan shrugs, throwing his hands up in the air. “Hell if I know. All I know is that she got her food a few

it back, and started writing in her

recognize

on Ethan’s shoulder reassuringly. “It’s alright, just keep calm.

the specials and inform

she sent the

I head over

you here. Is everything to

it shut with a sour look on her face. “Where do I even

was lukewarm, and I couldn’t even

plate. I’ve been waiting for my coffee for fifteen minutes, and your waitress had

I sent

critic’s words send a shiver through my spine. Amelia West

that she was here, I would have served

West,” I reply, maintaining my composure. “Your feedback is invaluable

coffee right away, and the

another dish

pushing her chair back. “No, don’t bother.

up and storms out. All I can do is walk away, my

a beeline for the kitchen, where Ethan is wringing his

another plate of eggs Benedict for the

the door swings shut behind

be kidding!” he says.

of my nose. “There’s nothing we can do now,” I mutter. “Let’s just make