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.

it right, and it

just looks

to Karl. “I think you can let him

and the man jumps to his feet.

down the

that really necessary?” I ask, folding

turns back to me. “He owed you

don’t think you might have taken it a bit too

in?” he asks, looking past me

me a talk.”

down the hall to the living room and

to the green couch and the brown leather

of one of the chairs and I take

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

wife after a divorce.”

at me, his expression unreadable. “I’m here on behalf of the

go up. “Is that

been the past few years?” The sudden change of subject

So much for discussing the Alpha

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

out at the street. The living room opens directly

a soft yellow to make the room

on the

carpets on the floor. My kitchen

pans. It’s not much,

love how cozy

fine,”

He nods. “Nice place.”

I

back to me. “And you’ve got

got a restaurant.” I force a smile. “It’s

course, it’s never that simple. A lot of things haven’t gone well, but that’s just the nature

the food business. Opening a new restaurant and

put all of myself into it to get

for Karl to

“Good, that’s good.”

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

were never ones for small talk even when

feels especially forced

you curious about how I’m doing?” he

I’ve avoided any mention

he’s attending a social event, I stay away from

him live his perfect

I say, deciding that

on with my life. And come on, you’re the

have, but it’s not

made three