The Creep

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It was a day like any other. The weather was nice, a cool 72°F. The sun was shining bright, and the wind blew a cool breeze—just the way I liked it.

I did my schoolwork in the morning. I was attending Nebraska State University (NSU) for nursing school. In the late afternoon, I went to work. I worked with my best friend—her parents owned the store. Cassie is my best friend.

I had just arrived at work and saw her putting away the new shipment.

"Cassie, what's new?" I asked. I always liked to see what was new. She gave me cool stuff before it hit the shelves.

"Nothing's new. Just started putting these shoes on the floor. Do you like 'em?" she asked, holding up a pair of black and white checkered Vans.

"When have I ever liked Vans, Cass?" I asked, not giving her time to respond. She knew I wasn't a sneaker type of girl. I loved flats, heels, boots, and sandals. The only time I wore sneakers was to exercise, and even then, I only wore Nikes.

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I should start from the beginning.

My name is Nina. I'm a pretty dark-skinned girl with shoulder-length hair. I am 23 years old. I grew up as an only child in a two-parent household. I'm one year shy of getting my nursing degree—it's been long enough.

I live alone in a little town called Persia, IA. No one cool lives here. 😒 Luckily, I'm so close to Nebraska that I can actually enjoy things other than the rural area I call home.

My best friend Cass and I have been besties since we were 13. She lives in the apartment building behind mine. We work together at her parents' store. Her mom sells everything you can think of. Must be nice to be the owner's daughter. Good thing we're besties—I benefit from her perks.

She's also 23. She already finished her degree in Business Management. She's a bit of an overachiever.

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Back to the story.

"Sorry, lol, I forgot," Cass said, shaking her head and looking down. She is so pretty with her silky auburn hair and her light brown eyes. She is simply gorgeous!

Just then, I walked to a more closed-off section of the store to put away return items. A usual customer—one who was kind of creepy—was back there.

He was rather handsome, though. He had grayish-white hair that gave off daddy vibes, a sharp jawline that could make your panties wet with just a wink. Oh, and did I mention his grayish-blue eyes? They were so intimidating, yet they left me in awe.

"Hi there!" I said as he stared at me like I was his last meal.

"Hello, how are you today?" he asked, his voice oddly low and soothing.

"Great, thanks!" I replied, ready to get back to work and finish putting away returns.

I resumed my work, which led me to another aisle. Needless to say, he followed me.

As I reached up high to place items on a shelf, he pulled me close and trapped me from behind, whispering in my ear,

"We should stop meeting like this, or people are going to start talking," he said.

His voice would have been sexy if I wanted the attention—but I didn't. I was completely thrown off by his touch and how close he was.

"Don't you have a wife or something?" I asked.

"No, haven't been married for a while," he said.

I was scared, creeped out, and just wanted him to leave so I could get back to work. I stayed quiet and finished putting the remaining items away.

Finally, he walked off. Thank you, Lord, I thought. I couldn't believe that had just happened.

I was so creeped out that I went to the restroom to breathe and splash water on my face.

WTF did he touch me for? It pissed me off. I'm not at a damn strip club showing the goods. I'm fully dressed. I'm wearing a crew shirt with denim 👖 jeans.

I quickly left the restroom to find Cass. I needed to tell her.