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.

the spot, a promotion he took with a mingled

of experience yet, he’s loyal, and I value

out of everything. Especially after

up to the task. He’s already proven a delight to work with. He’s

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

him sometimes, but it hasn’t

around the pain. And now

for him. If I can even stay afloat

is.

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

taking stock of the food and all

sweat. If I don’t hire new people soon,

I say, turning to my computer. I’ve already written

if some people don’t last,

to be good enough

“I agree.”

and greeting customers. I’ll work back here

we can get a few good waiters and a decent bartender,

“Exactly.”

the front door, and Ethan

I say when I see

and sinks back into his chair. I cross the restaurant floor and unlock the

a pair of sunglasses on. His business suit looks

two coffees on it.

says, handing

name. He’s always been good at that, making note

him a good Alpha. He remembers people even if he’s only

people who work

and he slips past me into the restaurant.

him. I don’t bother to hide

into his pocket, looking around at the desolate room.

and he picks it up, giving me an

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

pretend like I’m not

time to take on another job right now,” he says. There’s a

time. I’ll call

I’m your boss. If I want

My eyebrows shoot up.

hangs up, turning to face me

though I already know the answer.

she did flashes across my mind. The memory of it

there’s something else

shakes his head. “There’s

waiter or even a bartender. You

a dinner rush? It’s not exactly fun work,

get your

few hours

I