Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 164

Chapter 0164
“You know,” I chuckle, wiping the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand, “when I first went to

culinary school, I thought I would be facing all of these obstacles. Older men not taking me seriously,

financial issues, critics.”

“And you have faced all of that and then some,” John teases.

I nod. “Yes. But now, it’s…”

“Truffles.”

Another chuckle escapes my lips. “Yep. Truffles.”

…

The sizzle of the grill, the clinking of glasses from the bar, and the incessant ring of the phone in the

background merge into one big cacophony, making my head spin.

I’m metaphorically knee-deep in murky water, me ntally ticking off a never-ending list of things that need

to get done, and Karl is nowhere to be found.

“Abby, the Rosé keg just tapped out,” shouts Ethan from the front, his soft voice barely audible over the

din.

I mutter, throwing down my order pad and darting behind the bar to switch the kegs.

if she hadn’t walked out on me. So

keg, my phone vibrates in my pocket. It’s

to see the manager.

wash my hands and hustle

smile. “Is everything all right

middle-aged woman, glaring at her pasta as if it had personally insulted

I’ve ever had. It’s dry and there’s too

so sorry you’re not enjoying your meal. Can I offer

woman huffs. “I want this

I reply through clenched teeth. “Again, I apologize for the

rush back to the kitchen, my patience wearing thin. “John, we need to

complaint.”

be kidding me.

the clock. It’s nearing the end of the dinner rush, and I

his number

Straight to voicemail. Again.

supposed to show up today, but he bailed. No call, no show. Just an empty

to make it work, on a Friday

I say, throwing my apron on and washing

together on the line

duties pull at me from every angle, like one

caught in the middle, like an

a loaf of bread.

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