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

have used when we

and a crisp white shirt. I’m not the only

Several women have turned to look

when our bodies are pressed so close

him home and tear his clothes off. He did all this for me, set all of this up

I told him I wanted to go on a date, and

away from him and then he pulls me

chest, swaying our hips.

business. He’s kind, fun and he genuinely cares about

he should be the

the one thing lacking is our

no intense, all-consuming passion between us. Sure,

same every time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like that even

relationship, or have movies and the media just fed me

I’m starting to worry that sex really is important to me, and I don’t know how to fix

he says in my ear, his lips dragging down my

my lips. “I was just listening to the

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

we’re swaying, slightly

he murmurs

the side, and he kisses me. Already

even with the loud music. A distant part of me wonders

embarrass me, but a quick glance at the room shows that we’re not

this. Shifters aren’t so

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

gathers in my stomach,

needed.

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

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

with a strapless top and a flowing skirt. My muscles

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

that she would rather she didn’t. And I wish she didn’t,