Hayes P.O.V.

"Oh, you are a sneaky little pest," I whisper with a smirk on my lips. Oh, she wants to play. Well, I can play too. I thought with amusement.

She had helped to get away from me by Amy telling her directions to the bathroom, but it wasn't the bathroom she was talking about, but a back door. So, I pretended to show I knew what their mind was reading and just took another deep drink of my coffee, set it down, placed the money on the table, and started walking to the front door.

Thanks, you guys have a good evening," I told them with a wave,...