Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0152
We both dip spoons into the sauce, tasting it simultaneously. It’s… alright. The paprika adds an

unexpected depth of flavor. But it’s just not what I wanted. None of this is what I wanted. I had really

thought for a while that Karl would wind up being my sous chef for the competition, but that had turned

out horribly.

“Tastes good to me,” John says gruffly, breaking the silence.

“Yeah. It’s fine,” I half-agree, setting my spoon down.

John lets out another groan. “Fine?”

I nod and meet his annoyed gaze. “Yeah. It’s fine, John.”

That’s when John rips his apron off and tosses it down on the counter. “Whatever, Abby,” he groans.

“I’m going home. Goodnight.”

“Wait, John—” I call out as he storms over to the door, but even as the words leave my mouth, I know

he’s made up his mind.

“I’ve had enough for one day,” he says, his eyes meeting mine for a moment over his shoulder before

reaches the door. “See

he’s gone, leaving me

glance around at the chaotic landscape of

vegetables, the splattered sauce—and my

me with the mess again. I mutter a

a vengeance, scraping pans and banging dishes into the

thoughts drift back to last week, the moment of optimism when I had asked John to

me for this competition.

stay at the bar for a

I were sitting

said, my finger running around the rim of my

a sous chef. Would you be

had lit up faster than I expected. “Really? You want

I smiled, suddenly relieved. “I think we could make

he had answered, clinking his beer bottle against my

be amazing, Abby.”

at a greasy pan that’s proving to

like a disaster waiting to happen. I scrub harder, as if

with enough elbow

a week

extra hours, the hard work, the relentless pursuit of