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

it’ll never be enough.

together with my ex.

and it helps me shove thoughts of that dream

most nights,

the chicken breast, and I cut it into

line cooks, and Karl is helping

than me, he’s

to annoy Ethan, who was setting things up in the dining room with

stop himself from ordering Ethan around, even though Ethan

g od, if that little pri ck tries to boss me

than I had

angry glance at Karl’s back as he

him.”

had better.” Ethan’s voice was harsher than

passed a hand

at you. He just pis ses

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

good at that,” I say. Karl is faster with the knife now than he was when we

and setting tables, but I figured he

turn to take Karl off of their hands, like a

handling an unruly toddler.

me a grin. He wipes a stack of

“I do what I

Last night’s debacle with Adam, and my inability to

the many things I’ve been mulling over. I let my mind

not fair to Adam that I fell asleep thinking about Karl and not him.

too drunk. We all do sometimes. Hell, I embarrassed myself in front

long ago.

as he grabs another carrot.

keep him out of everyone else’s

sharing any of

stop thinking about our old sex life. As far as

him at all.

“Nothing interesting.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

to flirt with

he asks, batting his eyelashes

the carrots. And hurry up; you’re slower

grandma,” Karl

tell he wants to smile, but he’s doing what he can

avoid it.

pretty adorable on his face. I take for granted how often he smiles around me. I

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

must get

staring,” he says. “And you called

Maybe getting us alone together wasn’t

the bar setting everything up. A few of my

the breakroom getting changed.

like I was staring,” I say. “I barely noticed you.” A total lie. I

on his chiseled jaw and warm brown eyes. I know

he cares about you, he

in the world with