A Creep At Night

Priscilla sat there with a flat expression as she continued to eat slowly. Her eyes darted around again and she met the man was with the lady moments ago staring back at her with wide eyes.

She almost choked and looked away quickly. 'he probably thinks that I'm some sort of dumb housewife who just sits and watches as her husband rides other women in front of her!' she thought with a shrug.

However, she did find the look on the man's face to be priceless. He just sat there doing nothing even when he saw another man leading out the woman he was with. Maybe he was as pathetic as she pictured herself then.

….

It took ten minutes—more or less—for Donald to return to their table and by then she had already finished her food and ordered for drinks. She looked at him with an amused expression but didn't say anything.

Donald sat down opposite her again. "Where were we?"

Priscilla's eyes glanced towards the other table and saw the lady returning with a flushed face and her dress was a little wrinkled. She shook her head and watched silently as she sat down before the man again but this time he looked pretty pissed and left after putting some money on the table.

"You just broke a happy relationship." She said.

"Those two weren't fated. The guy's probably friend zoned." He replied.

"You know that your reputation has just gone from zero to below negative in my eyes right?"

Donald raised his eyebrow and smiled smugly. "Did I really have a reputation before? And isn't that why I'm never boring? Full of surprises?"

"Quit it!" she glared at him. "How do you do it though?"

"You mean how I can be so charming?" with a smile he went on, "I don't know how to explain it. My biggest challenge in years is to get you into my bed which I will do very soon."

"Dream on." Priscilla shook her head sadly at his pathetic grin. She couldn't even imagine what was going through his head right now and if she had to guess then she'd say that he was already undressing her in his perverted thoughts.

The thought of being undressed in his imaginations made her feel naked all of a sudden. She shifted in her seat while wondering why this man was even her best friend in the first place.

They stayed over and drank a few more glasses of wine before leaving.

….

At the condo, Priscilla took a shower. She then sat down on the bed and combed her hair while reflecting on the events of the day. The most agonising part being the new and improved A.I. in the military HQ.

She hadn't had the time to contact K9 yet and she didn't intend on doing so late in the night. She pulled her hair up and tied it over her head in a small bun.

She changed into her sleeping dress. The dress was a simple gown that had floral designs and was pretty colourful. It stopped at her thighs and was a little bit transparent. After this she went to bed. She fell asleep after counting up to 250.

….

Suddenly, Priscilla's eyes flew open in the slightly dim room. She thought she heard a creaking sound in the room. She slowly propped herself up while feigning sleep.

She watched with half closed eyes as the door to her room slowly opened. She hadn't locked it earlier. She watched silently not daring to move or say a word.

Then a shadow penetrated into the room outlining the figure of someone who was attempting to invade her room. Then Donald's head peeked into the room.

Priscilla rolled her eyes. She should have known that this was bound to happen. She closed her eyes a bit more only barely able to see what the intruder was doing. He just stood there by the door for a few seconds before slowly creeping towards her.

He stood there admiring her body in the slightly dim room. Then slowly he stretched out his hand towards her chest intending to grab her breast but that was when two powerful arms pulled him towards the bed.

The force of the pull from Priscilla threw him out of balance and he tumbled towards her but she flipped him to the side and threw him on the bed while pulling out a knife under her pillow with one fluid motion.

She placed the knife on his neck. Donald shut his eyes and quickly explained, "it's me, don't kill me!"

"I know it's you dummy," she said pressing the knife closer to his neck, "but what I don't get is why were you trying to rape me?"

"I wasn't," he said quickly before realising that he really had no excuse, "I just wanted to see how you look like while sleeping."

"Yeah, and probably grope me too." She got off the bed and threw the knife on the small bedside table.

Donald also got up with a wide grin. "You just carry the knife around, don't you?"

"Be glad I didn't pull out the small gun the military gave me."

"I'm sorry it's just that you're so captivating and when I'm around you my brain doesn't work…"

Priscilla was amused. "We've worked on the same patient for a surgical operation, why didn't your brain stop working then?"

Donald scratched his head uneasily and his darted from her to the wall.

Priscilla continued, "Besides, I've told you you're not the type of man I want."

"What do I have to do to get you?" Donald asked with exasperation.

"If you want to seduce me then do it honourably and don't try to force your way or this will happen." She walked towards him and slapped his face so hard that Donald gasped in pain. He was sure that it will leave a scar.

"Now out of my room." She kicked him out. Inwardly she was cursing K9 for making her house off limits. Donald was a great guy but when it came to his sex drive, she didn't want to take any chances especially since it was his house.

However, she was confident that Donald would never force himself on her. He knew his limits and that was the reason she liked him and treated him better than most other guys she knew.