Perfect Pet

Deloria's POV

The birds' chirping outside the window woke me up. I struggled to open my eyes and tapped at the window. "Bad birds..." I muttered.

After a glance at the time, I threw back the covers and got out of bed.

Though it was only October, Los Angeles had already started to get cold. The icy air made me shiver.

Dozy, I took out clothes from the wardrobe. As I was putting on my panties, someone knocked on my bedroom door.

I guessed it must be my mother, Maeve Parritt. She always woke up earlier than me.

"Just a sec, Mom." My voice was husky, cuz I wasn't wide awake.

Suddenly, the door opened.

"What are you doing, Deloria?" Woody Todd shouted loudly from the doorway.

"Damn it! Why did you come in? Have you no manners?" I came fully awake out of alarm and quickly covered my body with my dress.

He kept staring at me. Although the clothes hid my body, his gaze still made me feel uncomfortable.

"I've knocked," Woody shrugged and said casually.

"But I didn't allow you to come in. Get out!" I snapped.

Impatiently, he said, "Hurry up and make breakfast!"

With that, he closed the door and left.

Woody was the husband of Elaine Shortell, a friend of mine.

Maeve and I were currently staying at Woody and Elaine's condo.

It was already the fifth time this month that Woody barged into my bedroom without my permission.

Every time he did this, I threw a fit.

But he always looked nonchalant, as if I was making a big deal out of nothing.

I waited for a while, making sure that Woody didn't come back. Then I finally started to change my clothes.

When I had just put on my skirt, the door was opened again.

"Scram! You jerk!" I cursed. But when I saw the person who came, I was stunned.

"What happened?" Maeve looked at me in surprise.

I held her apologetically and said, "Sorry, Mom. I thought it was Woody."

"What? He burst in again?" Maeve pushed me away and raged, "Deloria, we gotta call the police. He's harassing you!"

"Wait, Mom." I stopped her and explained, "He didn't do anything. He just told me to make breakfast. Even if we call the police, we don't have any evidence. Just forget it."

"Deloria, I know what harassment is. I think the police do, too," Maeve said to me seriously.