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.

the spot, a promotion he took with a

he doesn’t have a ton of

everything. Especially after what happened

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

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

but it hasn’t

the pain. And now that he’ll

be easier for him. If

is.

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

stock of

nervous sweat. If I

an expedited basis,” I say, turning to my

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

need to be good enough to get

“I agree.”

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

can get a few good waiters and a decent bartender, then

“Exactly.”

loud knock at the front door, and

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

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

His business suit looks freshly

two coffees on it.

he says, handing it off

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

makes him a good Alpha.

the people who work for him, and the members

and he slips past me into the

to face him. I don’t bother

into his pocket, looking around at the desolate room. “I said I

he picks it up, giving me

privacy. I

pretend like

another job right

have the time. I’ll call you

your boss. If I want your

My eyebrows shoot up.

He hangs up, turning

secretary?” I ask, even though I already know the

mind. The memory of it makes

else you need to be

his head.

cook or a waiter or

rush? It’s not exactly fun work,

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

hours probably isn’t a good idea, but I definitely plan

mine. I