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.

to make it right, and it won’t ever

just looks

turn to Karl. “I

to his feet. “Sorry again,”

in. Karl watches him jog down the stairs, a

necessary?” I ask, folding my arms over

to me.

you might have taken it a bit too far?” It’s just like him

come in?” he asks, looking

me a talk.”

the way. He wanders down the hall to the

to the green couch and the brown leather armchairs.

of the chairs and

ask. “I don’t think it’s really a good idea to contact

wife after a divorce.”

expression unreadable. “I’m here on

up. “Is that

years?” The

whiplash. So much for discussing the Alpha

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

white, and a few large windows look out at the street.

painted the cabinets a soft yellow to make the room cheerier.

on

soft Persian carpets on the

pots and pans. It’s not much,

I love

fine,”

He nods. “Nice place.”

he really means it, but I don’t have the nerve to ask. “Yeah, I

turning back to

a restaurant.” I force

A lot of things haven’t gone well, but that’s just the nature

restaurant and being successful at it is incredibly hard, and

all of myself into it

Karl to

“Good, that’s good.”

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

me. We were never ones

and it feels especially

how I’m doing?” he asks after a stretch of

but cringe a little. I’ve avoided any mention of him since the divorce. If he’s on the TV,

attending a social event, I stay

him live his perfect life

me to care about you,” I say, deciding that I should

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

you have, but it’s not so easy. Especially

I made three years