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 earlier. He’s dressed in

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

great he looks. Several women have

feel anything when our

tear his clothes off. He did all this for me, set all of

go on a date,

away from him and then he

chest, swaying our hips.

the restaurant business. He’s kind, fun

account, he

one thing lacking is our sex

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

Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like

or have movies and the media just fed me

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

you thinking about?” he says in my ear, his lips dragging down

shudder and part my lips. “I was just listening to the

shoulder and drags his hand down my hip. My back

slightly off-beat, to

he murmurs

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

my harsh breaths even with the loud music. A distant part of

at the room shows that we’re

aren’t so embarrassed by public displays

around and kisses me. I lean closer and deepen the kiss. He drags his hands up

mouth. Heat gathers in my stomach, moving lower. Maybe

needed.

spins me around. When he pulls me back

waves around her shoulders,

skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes lift

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

would rather she didn’t. And