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

and I hate to admit it,

in the pantry a lot

silence passes

looking up at me, his

unreadable. “Abby, I—”

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

apologize. I’m the one who should be apologizing.

done that. It was

words. I didn’t expect him to apologize

that the old Karl ever liked

turning toward him, taking the

hand it back. Our fingers brush and

“Karl, I…”

my mind.

should be

confusion. “Okay,’ I say, though I can’t deny

yearning to press my lips to

the flowers, or the way his eyes looked when he

have to ignore it,

but the unsaid words still

heads, watching, waiting.

deep swig of the wine, as if fortifying himself

deep breath. “Can I

head to look at him. The

grounding in a weird way.

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

coma.”

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