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

dress shoes and a crisp

women

anything when our bodies are pressed

to drag him home and tear his clothes off. He did all this for

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

a much better dancer than me. I twirl away

chest, swaying our hips.

business. He’s kind,

that into account, he should be the perfect man for

lacking is our

intense, all-consuming passion between us. Sure, it’s fine. He certainly knows what

wrong to expect fireworks? Is

the media just fed me

is important to me,

are you thinking about?” he says in my ear,

and part my lips. “I

my hip. My back

slightly

murmurs

kisses me. Already this is better than normal.

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

should embarrass me, but a quick glance at the

this. Shifters aren’t so embarrassed by public displays

I lean closer and

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

needed.

slightly and he spins me around. When he pulls me back toward him, my eyes land on

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

flowing skirt.

no light in her eyes, and moves closer. “Abby,

would rather she didn’t. And I wish