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

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record, his voice pulsing alongside the pounding headache

now.

Bryan strides in,

me a distracted nod before he murmurs an apology and

no doubt seeking privacy for his call. My solitude

to my chagrin, Daniel enters the breakroom just as Bryan slips

sees me, his eyes lip up with

blood boil.

he says,

just as I

have anything to do with it?” The

can weigh the consequences.

turns, leaning back against the counter, his eyes

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

spices were switched. You were the only one who—” I

shouldn’t finish. It’s too much

evidence.

if I did, which I didn’t, you should have

ingredients by smell, by taste.” Daniel’s sneer