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

of

everything. Especially after what happened

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

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

him sometimes, but it hasn’t slowed him

he seems to work around the

shifts will be easier for him. If

is.

important thing is getting new

nod. When we got here, we started by taking stock of the food and all future orders. By the time

If I don’t hire new people

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

“Even if some people don’t last, at least we’ll

just need to be

“I agree.”

and greeting customers.

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

“Exactly.”

knock at the front door,

say when I

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

pair of sunglasses on. His business suit looks freshly pressed,

two coffees on it.

you and Ethan,” he says,

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

makes him a good Alpha. He remembers people even

knows how to make the people who work for

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

turning to face him. I don’t

around at

reply, and he picks it up,

privacy. I can still hear his end of

like

don’t have time to take on another job right now,” he

I’ll call you back later. I’m in the

I’m your boss. If

My eyebrows shoot up.

He hangs up,

even though I already know the answer.

memory of it makes me angrier than it

something else you

his head.

not a cook or a waiter or even a bartender. You seriously

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

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

few hours probably isn’t

I