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.

manager on the spot, a promotion he

ton of experience yet, he’s loyal, and

everything. Especially after what happened

up to the task. He’s already proven

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

sometimes, but it hasn’t slowed him down

and he seems to work around the pain. And now

easier for him.

is.

new people,” he says. “We need

taking stock of the

If I don’t hire new people soon, I’m basically

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

people don’t last, at least we’ll have workers for the

They just need to be

“I agree.”

at the front desk taking reservations and greeting customers.

get a few good

“Exactly.”

a loud knock at the front door, and Ethan gives

say when I

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

His business suit looks freshly pressed, and he’s

two coffees on it.

and Ethan,” he says, handing

He’s always

him a good Alpha. He remembers

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

into the restaurant.

you came,” I say, turning to face him. I don’t bother to hide the fact that I’m

around at the desolate room. “I said

before I can reply, and he picks it up, giving

his privacy. I can still hear his end

like I’m not

to take on another job right now,”

don’t have the time. I’ll

I’m your boss. If I

My eyebrows shoot up.

up, turning

I already know the answer. Her

across my mind. The memory

there’s something else you need

his head. “There’s

a waiter or even a bartender. You seriously want to

not exactly fun work,

need to get your priorities straight,”

of a few hours

I