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.

right, and

just looks at me, waiting for

apology.” I turn to Karl.

and the man jumps to his feet. “Sorry

him jog down the

that really necessary?” I ask, folding my

me. “He owed you

too far?”

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

me a talk.”

out of the way. He wanders down the hall to the living room and I

to the green couch and the

of one of the chairs

I ask. “I don’t think it’s

wife after a divorce.”

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

eyebrows go up. “Is

past few years?” The

much for discussing the

it in for the first time. It’s not very

windows look out at the street.

painted the cabinets a soft

on the

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

It’s not

I love how cozy

fine,”

He nods. “Nice place.”

but I don’t have the nerve to ask. “Yeah,

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

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

course, it’s never that simple. A lot of things

food business. Opening a new restaurant and being successful at it is incredibly hard, and

it work. I’ve had to put all of myself into it to get the results

to know all

“Good, that’s good.”

awkwardness makes the air set heavy around us. I almost wish

than making polite chit-chat with me. We were never ones for

feels especially forced

doing?” he asks after a

I’ve avoided any mention of him since the

event, I stay away from

him live his perfect

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

on, you’re the Alpha. You can

like you have, but it’s not so easy. Especially when I regret the

I made