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

or something,

cheek with the back of my hand and sure enough, it

my messy hair. “This morning was hectic,

too well

sweat it,” he assures me. “In fact, you’ll be happy to

everything else went smoothly. No more food

employees.”

does travel fast; or rather, Karl

sick servers and arguing employees

noticed.

good,” I sigh, rubbing my eyes. “Did you

off the doorframe and saunters in again, perching

a question for you about tomorrow’s delivery schedule, but it’s really

like you could use

my feet in an attempt to make

feel right now. “I’m perfectly fine,” I lie, hoping that he won’t notice

slightly where I’m standing. “What’s

Karl gazes at me without answering. There’s

seen in a very long time. And something about

cross the room in a feeble attempt to hide the blush

into the dimly lit city street.

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

to reality. “You should