Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 20 – Accepting Help
Abby

“Stop joking around,” I say, placing my empty glass on the ground. “This is serious.”

“I’m not joking.”

We stare across the room at each other. I kind of want to laugh, but something tells me he wouldn’t

appreciate that. Still, there’s no way he’s going to come into my restaurant and work in the back. He

might think he wants to help, but I’m not sure he knows what that job actually entails. Plus, it’s not like

he has tons of free time on his hands. He’s an Alpha. Even if the pack is in a better position, there’s still

a million things he has to do on a daily basis.

“Okay, whatever you say,” I answer, opting for levity.

He frowns, a determined look on his face. “Why won’t you let me help you?”

“I just don’t think you understand what you’re saying.”

He rolls his eyes. “I understand perfectly fine, thank you.”

I can tell I’ve offended him a little, but I don’t feel all that bad about it. I need real help. Actual

employees. Not my ex-husband stacking dishes in the back. I doubt he’s cleaned a dish in his life.

“I just don’t think you have the time.”

“I know what I have time for and what I don’t,” he answers. “And I’m no stranger to hard work.”

“Well, Ethan and I are going over everything at the restaurant tomorrow. So, if you still want to help,

you can show up sometime in the morning.” I don’t expect him to show up at all. “Fine,” he says,

leaning back in his chair with a self-satisfied smile. “Then I’ll see you there.”

Ethan watches me finish my second coffee of the morning, a look of concern on his face. After last

night’s debacle, I’m both hungover and exhausted. By the time I went to bed, I had maybe four hours of

uninterrupted sleep before I had to wake up and drag myself over here.

If this headache isn’t a sign that I shouldn’t drink that much ever again, then I don’t know what is.

“We need to get up and running before those negative reviews have time to fester,” I say.

The most important thing is that I get ahead of the competition. I can’t disappear completely, and just

recede into the background. If I’m going to maintain my position as a must-go spot, then I need to

reopen immediately.

Ethan my new restaurant manager on the spot, a promotion he took with a

and fear. While he doesn’t have a ton of experience yet, he’s loyal, and I

Especially after what happened

total faith he’ll step up to the task. He’s already proven a delight to work with.

and one of the most hardworking employees I’ve had. I know his injury makes

it hasn’t slowed him

the pain. And now that he’ll be spending

easier for him. If I can even stay afloat after this,

is.

important thing is getting new people,” he says. “We

by taking stock of the

broken out into a nervous sweat. If I don’t hire new people soon, I’m

on an expedited basis,” I say, turning to my computer.

post it online. “Even if some people don’t last, at least we’ll have workers for the

just need to be good enough

“I agree.”

the front desk taking reservations and greeting customers. I’ll work

a few good waiters and a decent bartender,

“Exactly.”

door, and Ethan gives me a

say when I

chair. I cross the restaurant floor and unlock

a pair of sunglasses on. His business suit looks freshly

two coffees on it.

Ethan,” he says, handing it off to

name. He’s always been

It’s partly what makes him a good Alpha. He remembers people even if he’s only met

make the people who work

slips past me into the restaurant. I

say, turning to face him. I don’t bother to hide

around at

rings before I can reply, and he picks it up, giving me

I give him his privacy. I can still hear his end of the conversation, but

pretend like I’m not

right

“That’s great, but I still don’t have the time. I’ll call you back later. I’m in the middle

I’m your boss. If I want

My eyebrows shoot up.

up, turning to face

I already know the answer. Her

memory of it makes me angrier than it

there’s something else you need to be

head. “There’s nothing

a waiter or even a bartender. You seriously want

not exactly fun work, and it’s not like

“I think you need to get

his coffee. Three in the span of a few hours probably isn’t a good idea, but

I need