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

which he must have used when we were

and a crisp white shirt. I’m

women have turned to look

when our bodies are

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

date, and he’s especially handsome tonight as well. He’s

and a much better dancer than me. I twirl away from him

chest, swaying our hips.

loves food. He works in the restaurant business. He’s kind, fun

that into account, he should be the

lacking is our sex

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

to expect fireworks? Is

the media

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

about?” he says in my ear, his lips

my lips. “I was just listening to the

his hand down my

we’re swaying, slightly off-beat, to

he murmurs into my

kisses me. Already this

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

glance at the room shows that we’re not

Shifters aren’t so embarrassed by public displays

me back around and kisses me. I lean closer and deepen the kiss. He drags

my mouth. Heat gathers in my

needed.

spins me around. When he pulls me

falls in waves around her shoulders, and she’s

flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes lift

there’s no light in her eyes, and moves closer. “Abby, I didn’t expect to

can tell by her tone that she would rather she