Amaryllis
I walked past the staff restroom door, around the corner, and to the emergency exit. I knew there was no alarm as I noticed Vic escaping for a smoke here and there. I pressed on the heavy door, hearing the latch clicking as it was slightly stuck, just before swinging wide open. The air outside was crisp. Winter still hung in the air, and it fought hard to keep the spring winds at bay.
I sauntered out, feeling Matt’s eyes on me as he followed. I entered his mind and saw myself from the back. His eyes lingered on my ass as his thoughts wandered to Annmarie. He pictured hooking up with me, using that as an excuse to hang around the bar more and keep an eye on her. He pictured her fidgeting in fear at the bar, her scurrying out every night to try and avoid him from stalking her. He
