Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 36

Abby

My fingers tap anxiously against the table as I dial Adam’s number. After a few rings, his voice, smooth and deep, answers. “Hello?”

“Adam,” I start, trying to steady my voice, “It’s me.”

There’s a slight pause on the other end. “Hey, Abbs. What’s up?”

I take a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking ever since what happened the other night... we’ve been so caught up lately with everything, and I thought maybe we could have a candlelit dinner tomorrow night. Just the two of us. No distractions.”

Another pause. Then, a soft chuckle comes through. “Sounds... unexpected. But I’m in. Why not?”

The relief is immediate, but I need more assurance. Adam has been late or flaked on me way too many times for me to take his initial word for it. “You promise you’ll be there? Eight o’clock?”

There’s a sigh from the other end. “Abby, you know I’m always busy, but if you want this, then yes, I promise. I’ll be there.”

“But Adam,” I say, my voice quivering slightly, “I need you to really promise. Swear on it.”

“Okay, okay,” he laughs, the tone light, “I swear on it. I’ll be there.”

I can’t shake off a nagging feeling. “I just... I need this, Adam. I need to feel that connection again, that it’s just you and me. No distractions. And I need you to be on time. It’s going to hurt me a lot if you’re late or if you flake out on me.”

There’s a few moments of silence. Then, in a tender tone, he says, “Abby, I know we’ve had our ups and downs, and I know I’ve been...preoccupied lately. But I promise I’ll be there tomorrow. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

His words soothe the unease in my heart, at least for the moment. “Thank you, Adam,” I reply. “I just want us to have a night where it’s all about us.”

He chuckles again. “It’s been a while since we had one of those, hasn’t it? I’m looking forward to it. Just you, me, and a candlelit dinner. Sounds perfect.”

My heart flutters, a surge of hope blossoming within. “It’ll be special. Just like old times.”

He hums in agreement. “I’ve missed those times, Abby. Tomorrow night, it’ll be just like that. I promise.”

We talk a bit more, laughing about some shared memories, planning a little for the dinner. And as I hang up, a weight has been lifted from my chest.

This could be the turning point, the moment where Adam and I rekindle the love that’s been buried beneath layers of misunderstandings and busy schedules. A chance to forget all about Karl and the complications he’s brought back into my life.

As I lay down for the night, one last thought drifts through my mind: Adam just has to show up as he promised. Just show up, and everything might be okay.

…

I stand in front of the boutique’s window, my eyes darting over the various dresses displayed. I need something special, a dress that would leave Adam speechless. Pushing the door open, the bell chimes overhead, and I'm greeted by a rush of perfume and the gentle hum of conversations.

“Abby! Over here!” Chloe waves from one of the dressing rooms. She’s already trying on a svelte black number, its shimmering fabric hugging her curves.

“What do you think?” she twirls, looking at herself in the full-length mirror. Her auburn hair cascades around her, a stark contrast to the black dress.

“It’s stunning,” I say genuinely. “But I need something to... reignite a spark.”

She grins, her green eyes twinkling with mischief. “Say no more.” And with that, she pulls me deeper into the store, past rows of soft silks and delicate laces, until she halts before a rack of cocktail dresses.

She pulls out a deep blue dress, its fabric gleaming like the night sky.