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.

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

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

Especially after what happened with

task. He’s already

hardworking employees I’ve had.

it hasn’t slowed him down

to work around the

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

is.

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

we started by taking stock

sweat. If I don’t

staff on an expedited basis,” I say, turning to my computer. I’ve already written the

I quickly post it online. “Even if some people don’t last, at least we’ll have workers

just need to be good enough to get things

“I agree.”

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

few good waiters and a decent bartender,

“Exactly.”

a loud knock at the front door, and Ethan gives me a

it,” I say when I see him start to stand

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

a pair of sunglasses on. His business suit looks freshly pressed, and he’s carrying a tray

two coffees on it.

and Ethan,” he says, handing it off to

Ethan’s name. He’s always been good

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

how to make the people who work for him, and the

and he slips past me into

face him. I don’t bother to hide the fact

looking around at the desolate

I can reply, and he picks it up,

slightly away, and I give him his privacy. I can still

like

take on another job right now,” he says. There’s a muffled response on the

still don’t have the time. I’ll call

muffled response. “Last I checked, I’m your boss. If I want your advice, I’ll ask

My eyebrows shoot up.

up, turning to face me

even though I already know the answer. Her

The memory of it makes me angrier

like there’s something else you

head. “There’s nothing

or even a bartender. You seriously want to work

It’s not exactly fun work, and it’s

think you need to get your priorities straight,”

of a few hours

I need the