Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 413

Abby

“Hey. Looking for a sous chef tonight?”

Karl’s unexpected presence in the kitchen startles me, and my heart skips a beat as I turn to face him.

For a moment, we just look at each other. His easy smile and the mischievous glint in his eyes make my cheeks flush with warmth. The proximity between us feels electric, and I can’t help but wonder if he can sense the rapid beating of my heart.

I glance at the bustling kitchen and then back at Karl. “Are you sure?” I ask, a hint of surprise in my voice. “I mean, you don’t have to. I’m sure you have other things to be doing right now.”

He chuckles, that deep, warm sound that never fails to make my heart race. “I’m sure,” he replies, taking a step closer. “I want to help. Plus, cooking together sounds like fun, don’t you think?”

I nod, unable to hide the smile that tugs at my lips. “Alright then, welcome to the team.” I gesture to the ingredients laid out on the counter. “Let’s get started.”

We fall into a rhythm, working side by side, our elbows occasionally bumping as we move around the kitchen. There’s a sense of camaraderie between us as we work, and I can’t deny the thrill of having Karl so close. The tantalizing scent of the food fills the air, but it’s Karl’s presence that really fills my senses.

At one point, we both reach for a pot at the same time, and our bodies collide. My heart pounds in my chest as our faces are suddenly inches apart.

“Woah there,” Karl coos, his brown eyes meeting mine.

“Sorry,” I murmur. But before I can step away, Karl’s arm is sliding around my waist, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me.

I can’t stop him; he’s picking me up gently off of the floor and moving me to the side, placing me back down behind him. The motion seems so fluid, so natural for him, and I’m left feeling weak in the knees.

With a sly smirk, he whispers, “You might want to stay out of my way, Abby. This is a kitchen, not a nightclub.”

His words leave me breathless, and I can feel my wolf’s yearning inside of me perfectly echoing my own desires. I manage to stammer out a response, “I’ll try my best; so long as you stay out of my way, too.”