#Chapter67

Night Stalker-02

“Fuck off, asshole!”

He looks at me, and he may have recognized me. He walks away without a word. I grab my wife’s waist, and she yelps in surprise then she smiles when she knows it’s me.

Jesus, she’s mesmerizing from up close. She has makeup on but not too much, just some shiny glittery that makes her green eyes bigger and her lips painted bright red.

“Well, if it doesn’t work,” she says with a glimmer in her eyes.

“Did you pay that man to get my attention, Abbygail?” I move closer to her and whisper in her ear before inhaling her scent. She smells so...