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 getting ready

a crisp white shirt.

he looks. Several women have turned to

don’t I feel anything when

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

a date, and he’s especially handsome tonight as

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

chest, swaying our hips.

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

account, he should be

the one thing lacking is our

us.

time. Is it wrong to expect fireworks? Is sex like that even necessary for

fulfilling relationship, or have movies and the media just fed

really is important to me, and I

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

part my lips. “I

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

slightly off-beat, to the

murmurs

side, and he kisses me. Already

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

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

so

me back around and kisses me. I lean closer and deepen the

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

needed.

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

hair falls in waves around

combo, with a strapless top and a flowing skirt. My muscles tense as

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

tell by her tone that she would rather she didn’t. And