Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 3

Abby

“I know there’s a lot to choose from,” Leah says innocently. “So, just pick the ones you want to sleep with the most.”

I give her a look, but she just plasters on that innocent smile and waits for me to look at my phone. Beside me, Chloe leans in slightly, trying to get a look at the screen.

“Fine, this guy,” I say, showing them the one I picked. “There, I have a date,”

“Why not meet someone else too, while you’re at it?” Leah says. “Just to save time.”

I’m a bit resistant to the idea, but I eventually give in to Leah’s pestering. I message another guy to meet me later in the evening.

“You guys need to help me find something to wear,” I say when everything’s been planned.

They both agree, and we pay our bill. We walk around the shops until we find one that might have the kind of thing I’m looking for. Chloe and Leah help me pick out a few dresses, and I go in the back to try them on.

I decide on a form-fitting black dress. It hugs my curves and cuts down in the front to show a bit of cleavage. It’s flattering on my fuller figure, and I can’t help but admire myself a bit in the mirror. It’s the kind of dress Karl never would have wanted me to wear.

Leah grins when I walk out to show them. I do a little twirl, and Chloe claps. “Now that’s a dress!” she exclaims.

“You look like a goddess,” Leah adds.

I can feel my face warm. “Come on, stop,” I say with a laugh.

“Very sexy,” Chloe continues, making me blush even harder. I wave them off and go into the back to change into my regular clothes. I buy the dress and a pair of strappy black heels to match, leaving Chloe and Leah with the promise that I’ll fill them in the minute the dates end.

I meet the first guy, Luke, a few hours later. It’s already crowded when I arrive, and it takes me a minute to spot him at the bar. He’s handsome. Even better than his pictures.

Usually, the men Leah sets me up with are total duds, but maybe tonight will be different.

“You look gorgeous,” he says, leaning down to kiss me on the cheek.

I smile. “You look pretty good yourself.”

We edge slightly away from the crowd, and he leans in to talk to me. He starts telling me about his career, all the while glancing not so discreetly at my breasts.

I can’t help but feel a little bored. I always had so much fun when I went out with Karl. He dragged me out onto the dance floor and was constantly making jokes. I never knew what to expect with Karl, but it was always exciting.

Luke’s like every guy I’ve been out with recently–more interested in how impressive he is than in what I might have to say. Partway through the conversation, I have to cut him off. “Excuse me,” I say, stopping him mid-sentence as he drones on about his recent account at work. “I just need to run to the ladies.”

“Alright, don’t take too long,” he says with a wink. I have to resist the urge to cringe as I cross the bar.