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.

restaurant manager on the spot, a promotion he took

fear. While he doesn’t have a ton of experience

Especially after what happened

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

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

him sometimes, but it

to work around the pain. And now that he’ll be spending

front desk, hopefully his shifts will be easier for him.

is.

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

stock of the food and all future orders. By the time

a nervous sweat. If I

to hire staff on an expedited basis,” I say, turning

post it online. “Even if some people don’t last, at least

need to be good enough

“I agree.”

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

few good waiters and

“Exactly.”

knock at the front door, and

get it,” I say when I see him

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

business suit

two coffees on it.

he says,

Ethan’s name. He’s

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

who work for him, and the members of his

past me into the

to face him. I don’t

his pocket, looking around at the desolate room.

and he picks it up, giving me an apologetic smile. “Kimberly,

and I give him his privacy. I can still

like I’m not

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

still don’t have the time. I’ll call

your boss. If I want your advice,

My eyebrows shoot up.

bye.” He hangs up,

even though I already know the answer. Her

memory of it

“Sounds like there’s something else you

head. “There’s nothing

or

not exactly fun work, and it’s not like you have

think you need to get your priorities straight,” I

few hours probably isn’t a good

I need the