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

now.

open, and Bryan

distracted nod before he murmurs an apology and

no doubt seeking privacy for his call. My solitude is

enters the breakroom

me, his eyes lip up

blood boil.

there, Abby,” he says, pouring himself a coffee. No

just as I expected. Just

with it?” The accusation

can weigh the consequences.

against the counter, his eyes narrowing into

Please. I don’t play games, Abby. I

switched. You were the only

It’s too much of a leap, and I don’t

evidence.

you should have known,” he hisses. “A chef

by smell, by taste.” Daniel’s sneer is sharp