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

now.

open, and Bryan strides in, his phone pressed

before he murmurs an apology

seeking privacy for his call. My solitude is

chagrin, Daniel enters the breakroom just as Bryan slips

eyes lip up

blood boil.

Abby,” he says, pouring himself a

Black, just as I expected. Just

have anything to do with it?”

can weigh the consequences.

turns, leaning back against the counter, his eyes

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

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

It’s too much of a leap, and

evidence.

you

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