Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

I’m sitting by myself in the breakroom, my fingers wrapped around a cardboard

cup of coffee from the vending machine. The coffee has already gone cold, but

it’s not like I was drinking it anyway. The taste was too bitter for what I need right

now.

Karl stepped out just a few minutes ago. He said he had to make a call, and I’m

too numb to question it. Right now, I welcome the silence of the breakroom. I

needed it after that little display on the stage.

I can still feel the heat from the stage lights, the biting sting of Logan’s harsh

words. “You should know your ingredients.” His voice replays in my head like a

Enter title…

pulsing alongside the pounding headache I

now.

swings open, and Bryan strides in,

a distracted nod before he murmurs an apology

no doubt seeking privacy for his call. My solitude is

enters the breakroom just as Bryan

when he sees me, his eyes lip up with a smirk that makes

blood boil.

says, pouring himself

I expected. Just like his

anything to do with it?” The accusation

can weigh the consequences.

turns, leaning back against the counter, his eyes narrowing into

station? Please. I don’t play games, Abby. I don’t

were switched. You were the only one who—” I start, but

shouldn’t finish. It’s too much

evidence.

I didn’t, you should have

taste.” Daniel’s sneer is sharp