Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 119
Abby

My eyes snap open to discover that someone, in the span of what feels like five minutes, my office has

grown dark. There’s a hand on my shoulder, and an all-too-familiar face—with a smirk on it, of course—

staring down at me.

“Sleepy?” Karl asks, his lips twitching into a grin.

I shake my head and sit up, trying to regain a sense of reality. The glare of the desk lamp sca tters

across stacks of invoices and order forms, casting a dim amber glow over everything.

“No,” I lie, looking away as Karl crosses the room back to the doorway. “I was just putting my head

down for a few minutes.”

A quick glance at the clock reveals that it’s almost eight o’clock, and considering the fact that it’s a

Wednesday, the restaurant is already mostly quiet. Through my half-open office door, I can just barely

make out the faint sound of sc attered voices and silverware on plates from the few customers who are

still hanging around, post-dinner rush.

Karl laughs and leans against the doorframe. “Sure. And what looks like drool on your cheek must just

condensation or something,

I swipe my cheek with the back of my

my messy hair. “This

too well last

assures me. “In fact, you’ll

else went smoothly. No more food critics,

employees.”

a half-smile. So word really does travel fast; or rather, Karl is more attuned to

never mentioned the sick servers and arguing employees to anyone, but someone

noticed.

my eyes. “Did you

the doorframe and saunters in again, perching on

for you about tomorrow’s delivery schedule,

could

in an

feel right now. “I’m perfectly fine,” I lie, hoping that

where I’m standing.

a few moments, Karl gazes at me

in a very long time. And

in a feeble attempt to hide the blush that’s creeping into my

out into the dimly lit city street. It’s pouring

it’s getting late and the kitchen will close soon anyway,” Karl says after a moment,

to reality. “You should go