Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 238

“I know my way around a kitchen better than you ever will,” I retort, although the words feel hollow even as I spit them out.

“Abby, Abby, Abby,” he tuts, pushing off from the counter to take another step closer. “You can barely navigate your way out of a paper bag. This competition? It’s not for the weak. It’s not for the passionless. And it’s definitely not for someone who can’t tell nutmeg from cardamom.”

His words are like a slap to the face, a reminder of the humiliation on stage. Of Logan’s disappointment. Of Vanessa’s confused expression. Of the tiramisu that now represents my biggest failure, all on live television.

Logan turns to leave, his posture as casual as ever as he saunters over toward the door, as if this is over.

But then, I suddenly have an epiphany.

“You’re scared,” I blurt out. “That’s why you’re trying to sabotage me. You’re scared that I might outshine you. That a woman, of all people, might beat you in this competition. And you can’t stand that.”

Daniel freezes for a moment, and for the briefest of seconds, I think I see a slight tremble in his shoulders. It’s so quick that I almost miss it, but it’s there. He slowly turns around, and there’s that signature smirk of his again, but I can sense the hollowness behind it now.

“You wish,” he says, lifting his coffee cup to his lips. “As if I’d ever be scared of someone like…”

“Like what?” I ask, placing my hands on my hips. “A woman?”

Daniel meets my gaze with a flash in his eyes. “Not just a woman. A slut.”