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

a ton of experience yet,

everything. Especially after what happened with

task. He’s already

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

it

around the pain. And now that he’ll be

front desk, hopefully his shifts will be easier for

is.

new people,” he says. “We

we started by taking stock of the food and

If I don’t hire new people soon,

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

people don’t last, at

They just need to be good enough to get

“I agree.”

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

get a few good waiters and a decent bartender,

“Exactly.”

the front door, and Ethan gives me a curious

when I see him start

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

of sunglasses on. His business suit

two coffees on it.

you and Ethan,” he says,

not surprised he remembered Ethan’s name. He’s always

It’s partly what makes him a good Alpha. He

people who work for him, and the members of his pack, feel

and he slips past me into the restaurant. I

you came,” I say, turning to face him. I don’t bother to

slides his sunglasses into his pocket, looking around

and he picks it

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

pretend like

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

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

“Last I checked, I’m your boss. If I want

My eyebrows shoot up.

up,

ask, even though I already know the answer. Her

mind. The memory of it makes me

else you

head. “There’s nothing

you’re an Alpha, not a cook or a waiter or even a bartender. You seriously want to work

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

get your priorities

span of a few hours

mine. I need the