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. I’m stronger than that now, and

together with my ex. Not now,

the dinner rush is especially frantic, and it helps me shove thoughts of that dream from

most nights,

cut it into

is helping me with it tonight. I have him cutting

lot slower than me, he’s doing an

annoy Ethan, who was setting

himself from ordering Ethan around, even though Ethan outranks

if that little pri ck tries to boss me

than I had

Ethan,” I said, shooting an angry glance at

him.”

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

bit, and passed a hand over his weary face.

you. He just pis ses

squeezing Ethan’s arm. “Don’t sweat it. I

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

I have him mopping floors and setting tables, but I

else a bit of a break. It’s my turn to take Karl off of their hands, like a babysitter

handling an unruly toddler.

stack of carrots off the end of the knife with

do what

my answering grin. Last night’s debacle with Adam, and my inability

I’ve

Adam that I fell asleep thinking about

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

long ago.

asks as he grabs another

here to keep him

There’s no way I’m sharing any of my worries with

about our old sex life. As far as he’s

him at all.

“Nothing interesting.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

“Don’t try to flirt with me, Karl. It won’t do

eyelashes slightly.

shut up and chop the carrots. And hurry up; you’re slower than molas s

grandma,” Karl

can tell he

avoid it.

I take for

of him. He has to be the tough,

must get

one who’s staring,” he

away and resume my task. Maybe getting us

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

the breakroom getting changed.

just looked like I was staring,” I

chiseled jaw and warm brown eyes. I know a lot

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

world with