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.

spot, a promotion he took with a mingled

of experience yet,

Especially

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

one of the most hardworking employees

it

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

his shifts will be easier for him. If I can

is.

thing is getting new

by taking stock of

If I don’t

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

quickly post it online. “Even if some people

need to be good enough to

“I agree.”

taking reservations and greeting customers.

we can get a few good waiters and a decent

“Exactly.”

loud knock at the front door,

I see him

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

business suit looks

two coffees on it.

you and Ethan,” he says, handing it off to

He’s

Alpha. He remembers people even if he’s

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

me into the restaurant. I lock the

him. I don’t

looking around at the desolate room. “I said I

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

give him his privacy. I can still hear his

like I’m not

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

I still don’t have the time. I’ll call you back later. I’m in the

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

My eyebrows shoot up.

bye.” He hangs up, turning

though I already know the

she did flashes across my mind. The memory of it makes me angrier than it

something else you

shakes his head. “There’s nothing

or even a

rush? It’s not exactly fun

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

a few hours probably isn’t a good idea,

I need the