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

shampoo, which he must have used when we were getting ready earlier. He’s

black suit, with shiny black dress shoes and a crisp white shirt. I’m not the

women have turned to look

I feel anything when our bodies are

should want to drag him home and tear his clothes off. He did all this for me, set

I told him I wanted to go on a date, and

much better dancer than me. I twirl away from him

chest, swaying our hips.

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

of that into account, he should

one thing lacking is our

just no intense, all-consuming passion between us. Sure, it’s

it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex

relationship, or have movies and the media just fed me

starting to worry that sex really is important to

in my ear, his lips

“I was just listening to the

my shoulder and drags his hand down my hip. My back is still pressed to

we’re swaying, slightly off-beat, to the

he murmurs into my

me. Already this

I can hear my harsh breaths even with the loud music. A distant part of me wonders

embarrass me, but a quick glance at the room shows

this. Shifters aren’t so embarrassed by public displays

and kisses me. I lean closer and deepen the

Heat gathers in my stomach,

needed.

he spins me around. When he

Her dark hair falls in waves around her shoulders, and

with a strapless top and a flowing skirt. My muscles

in her eyes, and moves closer. “Abby, I

would rather she didn’t.