Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 14

Abby

The bar is packed when I walk in. It takes me a moment to find Leah in the crowd, but I finally see her standing at the end of the bar with one of the waiters. I make my way over, and she doesn’t notice me until I’m standing right in front of them.

She squeezes his butt. “See you later,” she says with a wink.

He smirks and slips past us, looking over his shoulder at Leah. I watch him go with my eyebrows raised.

“I’m going to have fun with him later,” Leah says, wrapping her fingers around my arm. I can’t help but laugh a little. Leah’s definitely a character, always has been.

She leads me to a nearby table with a reserved sign on it. We climb into the booth, and the minute we’re seated, she pulls me into an exaggerated hug.

“So,” she says, leaning away from. “What’s going on? You sounded pretty urgent on the phone.”

It takes me a minute to find the words. In the meantime, she flags down a different waiter and orders us a couple of drinks. I didn’t really plan on drinking tonight, but it would be a lie to say I couldn’t use one. Things have been crazy recently.

“I think mine and Adam’s wedding is going to be postponed.”

“Postponed?”

“I just don’t think I’m ready to set a date. There’s too much going on right now. I’m thinking maybe we could have a long engagement.”

“Does he think so too?”

“I don’t know. We haven’t actually talked about it in a lot of detail.”

Leah’s eyebrows go up. “Are you really going to get married? It’s not like you’ve been seeing Adam that long.”

I nod. The waiter appears with my glass of wine, and I take it gratefully. Leah watches me sip from the glass with an expectant look on her face. Around us, people dance and jostle to the beat. Up on the stage, the DJ controls the music with an intent look on his face. It’s possible we should have gone somewhere quieter. Usually, we come here to chat a little, then dance, but I’m too tired to do that tonight.

“I said yes,” I say, as if that explains everything.

Leah does her shot and grimaces. “Abby, why do I get the feeling that the sex isn’t all that interesting?”

“Hey!” I elbow her in the side. “I didn’t say that.”

I can’t help but think about Karl, and the last time we were together. The memory of writhing under him surfaces. The feel of him everywhere. His smooth muscles, and his tongue in my mouth, and the sparks flying up my spine as I came apart beneath him.

I distantly register that Leah is still talking, and I force myself to shove the memory away. “Adam’s too focused on his own world if you ask me. You went out to a restaurant with him, but when does he ever attend parties with you? When has he ever really spent time with your friends?”

“You’ve met him.” I knock back the rest of my wine, and Leah gestures for them to bring us another round.

“Yeah, once.”

“I thought you liked him.”

Leah shrugs. “He’s nice. Handsome. That’s about all I picked up from him.”

She eyes me for a moment, and I squirm under her gaze. I already regret confiding in her about our sex life. I tell Leah everything, but sometimes she can be a little judgemental. Like now, for instance.