Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 12 – Feel Jealous
Abby

A cool breeze drifts in through the kitchen window, and I cross the room to peer outside. I live on the

top floor of my building, and I’ve got a great view of a nearby park. Standing at the window, I can hear

the whoosh of the wind, and shouts down on the street.

I’ve been waiting to hear from Karl, but he hasn’t called yet. I need to know if my restaurant can open

tonight, so I can get started on everything. The more time that passes, the more tense I become. I

spent the past fifteen minutes staring at the phone, but like a watched pot, staring at it just made it less

likely to ever ring.

My door buzzes, shocking me from my stupor. I cross the bright space and down a narrow hall to the

door.

I press the button and lean in close. “Hello?”

“Abby, it’s Karl. Mind if I come up?”

I don’t answer for a moment. I didn’t exactly tell him where I live, but I guess I didn’t have to. With all

those investigators working for him, I’m sure he knows everything about my life here. As much as I

want to refuse, I don’t think it will deter him.

“Sure.”

Of course, he couldn’t just call.

I press the button to let him in and open my front door. There are only five floors, and it doesn’t take

long before I hear his footsteps on the stairs. He rounds the corner and smiles when he sees me

standing in the doorway. He’s holding a man by the collar, and he shoves him ahead.

“What are you doing here?” I turn to eye the man with him. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh him?” Karl shoves the man to his knees in front of me. He looks up at Karl with wide eyes, then

turns to me with a pleading look.

“Go on,” Karl says.

“I’m very sorry Abby.” He looks up at me, and I have a hard time meeting his gaze. “I own The Crystal

Palace. I’m the one who made a complaint against your restaurant.”

“Oh.”

Karl snarls at him.

going to make it right, and it won’t ever happen

Karl just looks at me, waiting

to Karl. “I

jumps to his feet. “Sorry again,” he says, then he scrambles

him jog down the

really necessary?” I ask, folding my arms over

to me. “He owed

don’t think you might have taken it a bit too far?” It’s

just shakes his head. “Can I come in?” he asks, looking

me a talk.”

He wanders down the hall to the living room and

I say, gesturing to the green

of the chairs and

you want to talk to me about?” I ask. “I don’t think it’s

wife after a divorce.”

me, his expression unreadable. “I’m here on behalf of the pack for the Alpha

go up.

nods. “How have you been the past few years?” The sudden change of subject makes me

whiplash. So much for discussing the

it in for the first time. It’s not very large, but it’s a nice place.

windows look out at the

soft yellow to make

rows on the

Persian carpets on the floor. My kitchen is fully stocked, and

off my best pots and pans. It’s not much,

and I love

fine,” I

He nods. “Nice place.”

I

again, turning back to me. “And you’ve got

I force a smile. “It’s

things haven’t gone well, but

restaurant and being

all of myself into it to

to

“Good, that’s good.”

air set heavy around us. I almost wish he’d get

chit-chat with me. We were never

and it feels

you curious about how I’m doing?” he asks after a

a little. I’ve avoided any mention of him since the

a social event, I stay away from the media. I’ve had no interest

his perfect life

about you,” I say, deciding that I should just be honest.

on with my life. And come on, you’re the Alpha. You can have

“I wish I could move on like you have, but it’s not so easy. Especially when

I made