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

door. “See you

leaving me

wake, I glance around at the chaotic landscape of our practice session—the used utensils,

vegetables, the splattered

again. I mutter a curse under my breath and start

scraping pans and banging dishes into the

the moment of optimism

me for this competition.

bar for a while after closing to celebrate someone’s

were sitting beside each other,

around the rim of my glass. “So, the cook-off is coming up, and

sous chef. Would

had lit up faster than

smiled, suddenly relieved. “I think we could make

he had answered, clinking his beer bottle against my wine glass. “This is

be amazing, Abby.”

to the present, staring at a greasy pan that’s proving to be a challenge. Amazing?

More like a disaster waiting to happen. I scrub harder, as if I can erase the tension of the

enough

a

He seems to resent the extra hours, the hard work, the relentless