Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 217

Abby

“Need some company?”

Karl’s eyes slide over to the bottle in my hand, and a slight smirk tugs at the

corners of his lips. He scooches aside and nods for me to join him. “Sure.”

I join him as he leans against the wall. Our shoulders brush as we stand beside

one another, a familiar yet bittersweetly nostalgic current of electricity running up

my spine. I tilt the bottle up to my lips and take a swig, then hand it to him. He

does the same.

“So…” he starts, but then hesitates, the words hanging heavily in the air.

Enter title…

“What’s up?”

“We have a lot to talk about,” he says, peering down into the bottle as he swirls

the wine around.

“Like what happened the other night?” The words escape before I can rein them

in. A hot flush of embarrassment immediately rises into my cheeks; the alcohol

my lips looser than usual, and

in

of silence passes

the kiss,” he says softly, looking up

unreadable. “Abby, I—”

I interrupt. “I

apologize. I’m the

done that. It was

eyes widen slightly at Karl’s words. I didn’t expect him

that the old

find myself turning toward him, taking the

then hand it back. Our fingers

“Karl, I…”

his head as though reading my mind. “Let’s not talk

be focusing on tomorrow. On

hide my confusion. “Okay,’ I say, though I can’t

my chest, the yearning to press my lips

his eyes looked when

ignore it, because

tension between us eases a little, but the

heads, watching, waiting.

deep swig of the wine, as if

breath. “Can I tell

to look at him. The brick wall

in a

“So, my brother may wake up soon,” he says quietly.

coma.”

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