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

a ton of

everything. Especially after what

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

hardworking employees I’ve had.

sometimes, but it hasn’t slowed him down

around the

be easier for him.

is.

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

taking stock

out into a nervous sweat. If I don’t hire

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

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

need to be good enough to get things

“I agree.”

the front desk taking reservations and greeting customers.

a few good waiters and

“Exactly.”

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

it,” I say when I see him

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

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

two coffees on it.

says, handing it off to

He’s always been good

Alpha. He remembers people even if

people who work for

he slips past me into the restaurant. I lock the

I say, turning to face him. I

looking around at the desolate room. “I said

reply, and he picks

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

like I’m not

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

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

boss. If I want

My eyebrows shoot up.

hangs up,

already know the answer. Her smug smile during that

mind. The memory of it makes

there’s something else you

head.

an Alpha, not a cook or a waiter or even a bartender. You seriously want to

exactly fun work, and it’s not like you

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

a few hours probably isn’t a good idea,

I need the