Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 27: Dancing the Night Away
The kitchen doors swing open, and I pull my hand away from Karl’s. It’s Ethan.

I don’t know why I feel like I’ve been caught doing something I shouldn’t. Ethan doesn’t seem to notice

as he crosses the room and picks up the cup.

“Thanks,” he says, his voice sounding groggy. “I really needed this.”

He heads for the office, and I look back at Karl, deciding that it’s best if we just pretend that what just

happened between us never happened at all. “You’ll be doing the same as yesterday. Besides, there is

no need for such closeness between employee and boss,” I say coldly, restraining my desire to be

close to him.

He nods and walks away, his shoulders slightly tense. I watch him go for a moment before I force

myself to turn away. It’s a good thing that Ethan walked in, I think.

I have to get the passion back with Adam as soon as possible, just like Leah said.

The next day, Adam picks me up at my apartment, and we take a taxi to a local hotel. “Would you like

to dance, or would you like a drink first?” Adam asks, leaning down to talk in my ear.

I grin. “Dance. Then drinks. Then more dancing.”

He returns my smile and leads me out onto the dance floor. He spins me around and I can’t help my

giddy laugh. I’ve always loved to dance. Even though I’m not particularly good at it, I find it so freeing.

It’s one of those things I’ve always done just for the pure enjoyment of it.

Adam pulls me close, and we sway together. He smells good, like sandalwood and a bit like my

we were getting ready earlier. He’s dressed in

dress shoes and a crisp

Several women have

when

off. He did all this for me,

I wanted to go on a date, and he’s especially handsome tonight as well.

twirl away from him and then he pulls me

chest, swaying our hips.

business. He’s kind, fun and he genuinely cares

all of that into account, he should be the perfect

one thing lacking is our

passion between us. Sure, it’s fine. He certainly knows what

every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like that

the media just fed

to worry that sex really is important

in

my lips. “I was just listening

my hip. My back is still pressed to

slightly off-beat, to

murmurs into

head to the side, and he kisses me. Already

with the loud music. A

but a quick glance at the room shows that we’re not the

so embarrassed

me. I lean closer

Heat gathers in my stomach, moving lower. Maybe

needed.

around. When he pulls me back toward him,

dark hair falls in waves around her shoulders, and she’s wearing a classy

strapless top and a flowing skirt. My muscles

and moves closer. “Abby, I didn’t

she would