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.

order pad and

walked out on me. So much

phone vibrates in my pocket. It’s a text from the front-of-house

to

grumble as I wash my hands and hustle over to Table 5. I paste on

everything all right

at her pasta as if it had personally insulted her. “This

worst linguine I’ve ever had. It’s dry and there’s

not enjoying your meal. Can I offer you something

huffs. “I want this taken off the

I reply through clenched teeth. “Again, I

to the kitchen, my patience wearing thin. “John, we need to remake a

complaint.”

me. Where the hell is Karl, anyway? I

nearing the end of the dinner rush, and

his number for the umpteenth

Straight to voicemail. Again.

was supposed to show up today, but he bailed. No call, no

and the rest of us are scrambling to make it

I say, throwing my apron on and washing my hands.

that John and I work together on the line seems to

every angle,

the middle, like an unsuspecting peasant who

a loaf of bread.

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