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.

then he’s gone, leaving me alone

wake, I glance around at the chaotic

splattered

with the mess again. I mutter a

a vengeance, scraping pans and banging dishes into the

last week, the moment of optimism when I

me for this competition.

stay at the bar for a while after

I were sitting beside

of my glass. “So, the cook-off

really use a sous

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

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

answered, clinking his beer bottle against my wine

be amazing, Abby.”

to the present, staring at a greasy pan

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

with enough

only been a week

do. He seems to resent the extra hours, the