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

made my lips looser than usual, and I hate to admit it,

kiss in the pantry a lot

silence passes between

kiss,” he says softly, looking up

unreadable. “Abby, I—”

want to apologize,” I interrupt. “I shouldn’t

I’m the one who should be apologizing.

that. It was

at Karl’s words. I didn’t expect him to apologize

exactly something that the old

turning toward him, taking the bottle from his

it back. Our fingers brush and

“Karl, I…”

reading my mind. “Let’s not talk about it

be focusing

to hide my confusion.

my

or the way his

it, because Karl

us eases a little, but the unsaid words still

heads, watching, waiting.

another deep swig of the

a deep breath. “Can I tell you

turning my head to look at him. The brick wall

a

brother may wake up

coma.”

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