Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 29: The Secretary
Abby

I get off at my stop and walk over to the restaurant. Just my luck. Karl is already standing outside with

my daily coffee in hand.

I take it from him, unable to meet his gaze. Partly from anger, partly from embarrassment. If he only

knew what I dreamed of last night. Knowing him, he’d probably love it. Then he’d suggest we make it

reality. And honestly, after my failed attempt with Adam last night, I’m not sure if I would refuse.

“I hate him,” I think to myself, indiscernibly shaking my head slightly and avoiding his gaze. “Don’t even

think about it. It was just a w et dre am, and nothing else. Those dreams can happen with anybody.”

Almost as though he’s reading my mind, Karl gives me a curious look, and I feel warmth rush to my

cheeks. His hair is the same as it was then, and the wind blows long strands of it down across his

forehead. I can almost see my fingers gripping on to it. The corner of his mouth twitches, but he doesn’t

smile.

“You, okay?” he asks. I force myself to look away.

“Fine,” I snap, letting the door fall shut behind me. He puts out a hand to stop it and follows me further

into the restaurant.

“You sure? You’re acting a little funny.”

“I said I’m fine.”

I stomp across the dining room and shove my way into the kitchen. I can hear him trailing after me, but

he keeps his distance, thank G od.

I close my office door and sink into my chair. What has gotten into me? One s tupid dream, and now I’m

embarrassed to talk to him. What am I, a twelve-year-old girl? He’s my ex-husband, and he hurt me.

Badly. He’s an as s hole. A manipulator. A male chauvinist. He’s… s exy. He knows me. He’s good in

bed.

I have to shake my head again to dispel the thoughts. Now isn’t the time to be giggling like an idiot

because I had one sex dream about him. And besides, I’m probably just misremembering what sex

with him was really like. It couldn’t have been that good… right?

Right. He’s awful.

I repeat it over and over until I’ve managed to shove the dream from my mind. I will not let my

subconscious trick me into letting him off the h ook. Good in bed or not, he’s got some serious groveling

not be enough. No, it’ll never be enough. I’m stronger than that now, and

together with my ex.

dinner rush is especially frantic, and it helps me shove

most nights,

cut it into strips. Part

the line cooks, and Karl is helping me with it

a lot slower than

who was setting things up in the

can’t stop himself from ordering Ethan around,

that little pri ck tries to boss me around one more time…” Ethan had been livid,

redder than I had ever seen

I said, shooting an angry glance

him.”

Ethan’s voice was harsher than I expected, and seemingly harsher

and passed a hand over his weary face. “Sorry,

at you. He just pis

Ethan’s arm. “Don’t sweat it. I promise Karl won’t

I say. Karl is faster with the knife

setting tables, but I figured he might as well help me and

to take Karl off of their hands, like

handling an unruly toddler.

me a grin. He wipes a stack

“I do what I

Last night’s debacle

I’ve been mulling over. I let my

in. It’s not fair to Adam that I fell asleep

We all do sometimes. Hell,

long ago.

Karl asks as he grabs another carrot. He

here to keep him

head. There’s no way I’m sharing any of my worries with him. There’s especially no

I couldn’t stop thinking about our old sex life.

him at all.

“Nothing interesting.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

flirt with me, Karl. It won’t do you any

his eyelashes slightly.

up and chop the carrots. And hurry up; you’re

thing, grandma,” Karl

corner of his mouth turns up a little. I can tell he wants

avoid it.

I take for granted how often

of the world doesn’t get to see that side of him. He has to

must

he says. “And you called me the

task. Maybe getting us alone

Chloe’s out at the bar setting everything up. A few of my waiters are

the breakroom getting changed.

thinking, and it just looked like I was staring,” I say. “I barely noticed you.” A total

jaw and warm brown eyes. I know a lot

eyes like Karl. If he cares about you, he can make you feel

in the world with