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

he must have used when we were getting ready

shiny black dress shoes and a crisp white shirt. I’m not the only

women have turned to

when our bodies

to drag him home and tear his clothes off.

to go on a date, and he’s

than me. I twirl away from him and then he pulls me

chest, swaying our hips.

works in the restaurant business. He’s kind,

all of that into account, he should be the perfect man for

the one thing lacking

passion between us. Sure, it’s

the same every time. Is it wrong to expect

fulfilling relationship, or have movies and the media just fed

I’m starting to worry that sex really is important to

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

part my lips. “I was just listening

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

slightly

murmurs

side, and he kisses me. Already this is better than

hear my harsh breaths even with the loud music.

at the room shows

this. Shifters aren’t so embarrassed by public displays of

I lean closer and

smiles against my mouth. Heat gathers in my

needed.

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

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

combo, with a strapless top and a flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes lift to

light in her eyes, and moves

that she would rather she