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.

down my order pad and darting behind the

hadn’t walked out on me. So much for

phone vibrates in my pocket. It’s a text

demanding to see

hands and hustle over to Table 5.

“Is everything

at her pasta as if it had personally insulted her.

It’s

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

“I want this taken off

clenched teeth. “Again,

back to the kitchen, my patience wearing

complaint.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. Where

of the dinner rush, and

dial his number for the umpteenth time

Straight to voicemail. Again.

he bailed. No

and the rest of us are scrambling to make it work, on

throwing my apron on and washing

and I work together on the line seems to stretch on for an

from every angle, like one of those Medieval

the middle,

a loaf of bread.

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