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

and a crisp

women have turned to look

don’t I feel anything when our bodies are pressed so

clothes off. He did all

date, and he’s especially

I twirl away from him and then he pulls me back

chest, swaying our hips.

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

that into account, he

the one thing lacking is our

intense, all-consuming passion between us. Sure, it’s

the same every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks?

and the

really is important to me, and I don’t know

you thinking about?” he says in my ear,

“I was just

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

slightly

murmurs into

tilt my head to the side, and he kisses me. Already this is better

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

quick glance at the room

this. Shifters aren’t so

closer and deepen the kiss. He drags

Heat gathers in my stomach, moving lower. Maybe this is what

needed.

and he spins me around. When he pulls me back toward him, my

hair falls in waves around her

flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes lift to

eyes, and moves closer. “Abby, I didn’t

can tell by her tone that she would