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 ready earlier. He’s

and a crisp white

women have turned to look

don’t I feel anything when

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

him I wanted to go on a date, and he’s especially handsome

I twirl away from him and then he

chest, swaying our hips.

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

all of that into account, he should be the

thing lacking is

all-consuming passion between us.

wrong to expect

relationship, or have movies and the media just fed me lies my entire

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

says in my ear,

part my lips. “I was

my shoulder and drags his hand down my hip. My back is

we’re swaying, slightly off-beat,

murmurs into

and he kisses me.

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

a quick glance at the room shows

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

I lean closer and deepen the kiss.

in my stomach, moving lower. Maybe

needed.

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

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

top and a flowing skirt. My muscles tense as her eyes lift

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

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