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

just looks at me,

apology.” I turn to Karl. “I think you

feet. “Sorry

curled in. Karl watches him jog down the stairs,

necessary?” I ask, folding my arms over my

turns back to me. “He

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

shakes his head. “Can I come in?” he asks, looking past me into the apartment. “You

me a talk.”

He wanders down the hall to the living room and I trail after

to sit,” I say, gesturing to the green couch and the brown leather armchairs. He perches

of the chairs

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

wife after a divorce.”

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

up. “Is that

few years?” The sudden change

got whiplash. So much

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

windows look out at the

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

rows on

on the wall and soft Persian carpets on the floor. My kitchen

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

and I love how cozy

been fine,”

He nods. “Nice place.”

he really means it, but I

back to me. “And you’ve

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

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

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

to put all of myself into it to get the results I’ve gotten. But

for Karl to know all

“Good, that’s good.”

air set heavy around us. I

me. We were never ones for small talk even when

it feels especially

doing?” he asks after a

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

I stay away from

live his perfect life without

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

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

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

made