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.

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

ton of

everything. Especially after

the task. He’s already proven a delight

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

for him sometimes, but it hasn’t slowed him down

and he seems to work around the

desk, hopefully his shifts will be easier for him. If I can even stay afloat after this,

is.

getting new people,” he says. “We need

by taking stock of the food and all future

sweat. If I don’t

an expedited basis,” I say, turning to my computer. I’ve already

if some people don’t last, at least we’ll have workers for the

They just need to be good enough

“I agree.”

desk taking reservations and greeting customers. I’ll work back here as

we can get a few good waiters and a decent bartender, then we’ll

“Exactly.”

door, and Ethan

when I see

his chair. I cross the

pair of sunglasses on. His business suit looks freshly

two coffees on it.

says, handing it off

not surprised he remembered Ethan’s name. He’s always been good at that, making

him a good Alpha. He remembers

people who work for him, and the members of his

aside, and he slips past me into the restaurant. I lock the

to face him. I don’t bother to

slides his sunglasses into his pocket, looking around at the

phone rings before I can reply, and he picks it up, giving me an apologetic smile. “Kimberly,

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

pretend like I’m

another job right now,”

have the time. I’ll call you back later. I’m in the middle of

checked, I’m your boss. If I want your advice, I’ll

My eyebrows shoot up.

bye.” He hangs up,

though I already know

memory

“Sounds like there’s something else you need to be

head. “There’s nothing

Alpha, not a cook or a waiter or even a bartender.

dinner rush? It’s not exactly fun work, and it’s not like you have

the time.” “I think you need to get your priorities straight,”

a few hours

mine. I need