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 won’t ever

terrified look. Karl just looks at me, waiting

apology.” I turn to

and the man jumps to his feet. “Sorry again,” he says, then

curled in. Karl watches him jog down the

really necessary?” I ask, folding my

me. “He

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

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

me a talk.”

out of the way. He wanders down the

say, gesturing to the green couch and the brown leather

edge of one of the chairs

talk to me about?” I ask. “I don’t

wife after a divorce.”

here on behalf of the pack for the

go up. “Is that

the past few years?”

much for discussing the Alpha

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

look out at the

cabinets a soft

on the marble

soft Persian carpets on the floor. My

off my best pots and pans. It’s not much, not compared to our old

love

fine,”

He nods. “Nice place.”

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

back to me. “And you’ve got a

force a

A lot of things haven’t gone well, but

restaurant and being successful at

I’ve had to put all of myself into it to

to

“Good, that’s good.”

around us. I almost wish he’d get

We were never ones for small talk even

and it feels especially forced

doing?” he asks after a stretch of

I’ve avoided any mention of him since the divorce. If he’s

I stay away from the media. I’ve

him live his

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

on, you’re

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

I made