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The man stands, covered in tattoos with a scruffy beard and messy dark hair in just a pair of tight-fitting underwear, staring at me with a face that, at some point later, when my heart rate returns to a semi-normal state and I’m running through this entire interaction with a fine-tooth comb, I’ll realize is a mix of shock and awe.
But all I can see at this moment is a man—a built man, who is much larger than myself—standing in my business that I haven’t even opened yet, nearly naked.
And Iscream.
“Oh my God!” I grab the nearest weapon, a French rolling pin, and arm myself with it, using both hands around the end and pointing it in his direction. “Oh my GOD!” I yell. Panic is causing my brain only to say those three words. “OhmiGod, ohmiGod, ohmiGod!”Okay, maybe it’s just one word now.
But as I’m standing there, panic flowing through me as I try to think of what to do next, something strange happens.
He seems to snap out of his own daze.
And the mansmiles.
He fucking smiles.
Clearly, he’s a psychopathic murderer.
He is standing in my bakery in his goddamn underwear, smiling at my complete and utter panic.
And while I’m sure my brand of panic is entertaining to watch from an outside perspective, who stands in a woman’s presence in his underwear while she has a full-on panic andsmiles?
Psycho murderers, that’s who.
“Get the fuck out!” Finally, my brain finds my mouth and synapses fire. One hand continues to hold the heavy rolling pin as my other hand moves to the side, slapping scoops and measuring cups, knocking things over as I try to find my phone. When my hand touches the device, I grab it but refuse to look down.
I don’t want my eyes off this man in front of me.
Andnotbecause of how he looks.
“Get out! I’m calling the cops!” My thumb keys in my passcode, fumbling over the screen, and I instantly regret even putting it on. Why would I do that? Why wouldn’t I just make it easy for myself?
If I make it out of this alive, I vow to take any lock off my phone.
And then the man fuckinglaughs.
“No need to panic, babe. Not here to cause trouble.”
What?
Babe?
No need topanic!?
Uhm, is this man for real?
“Sir, you are nearly naked and in my business.”
“The door was unlocked.” My brows come together as confusion joins the soup that is my emotions right now.
“Excuse me?” My arm is getting tired of holding this heavy as fuck rolling pin, but I dare not lower it. It’s the only form of a weapon I have right now, even if it’s a dumb one.
“The door was unlocked. Dumb move, leaving that door unlocked. The back door doesn’t always catch. I could be some drunk kid or a creep trying to rob you.”
I stand there confused, blinking at him.
He doesn’t seem like he wants to kill me. Maybe he’s just a weird peeping Tom?
“Uh, sorry to say this, but youarea creep.”
