Ripper's Torment(14)

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Staring at her reflection Judi wondered if she could see a difference from the kiss alone. He’d dropped her off ten minutes ago, and she’d climbed the wall to get into her room. There was no sign of anyone in her room, and she’d quickly removed her clothes changing into her nightwear of shorts and a vest. Releasing her hair, she turned her face left and right. It was past one, and Ripper had spent a long time simply kissing her lips.

Pressing a finger to her lips she felt she could taste him on her tongue. He didn’t stop kissing her until he was ready to stop. His touch was so demanding yet sweet at the same time.

You’re losing your mind.

Switching the light off, she went to her bed and lay down staring at the ceiling. There was no way she’d be returning to college. She’d talk to Devil soon about changing to online classes rather than leaving him. Thinking about Devil, she did understand what Ripper was talking about. He’d become the father she never had. The club was her family, and no one messed with her. She knew the dynamics of the club. When they had gatherings with family members she saw all the sweet-butts and the men.

Judi refused to think about Ripper as anything other than a friend with benefits. He wasn’t the kind of man who settled down with a woman. She’d heard many of the sweet-butts talking about his needs within the bedroom. His attitude was also well known as being unapproachable. Ripper never treated her like that. They were always friendly with each other.

Rolling to her side she stared out of the window into the darkness. What would it be like to finally give herself to a man she actually wanted? Thumping her pillow she rolled over trying to get the kiss out of mind. Closing her eyes, she felt so tired and just wanted to sleep.

The following morning she woke up hearing Simon screaming. Getting to her feet she walked into the nursery to find Devil trying to change Elizabeth’s diaper while also attempting to entertain Simon.

“Fuck, you stink, girl,” Devil said.

Laughing, Judi walked into the room feeling really happy. “I’ll help you out.”

“Yeah, you take care of Elizabeth, and I’ll get breakfast on,” Devil said.

Picking Simon up, she shook her head. “You’re dear old daddy. You can deal with her … mess.”

Leaving the nursery Judi couldn’t stop laughing all the way to the kitchen. She stopped to give Simon time on the toilet before getting him to wash his hands. “Your daddy is seeing the error of his ways in diapers.”

Putting the kettle on, she placed some porridge in a bowl for Simon then watched as Devil came downstairs looking green.

She handed him a coffee before going back to the stove.

“What’s for breakfast?” he asked.

“I’m making some scrambled eggs. I’m not doing anything with too much of a bad smell,” she said, pointing up at the ceiling.

“I know. She slept all night last night. Everything in the books has said it’s morning sickness and said it should go.”

Judi served them both up breakfast, sitting at the counter staring at him. “Why do you think it’s something different?”

“She didn’t have this kind of illness with the other two.”

“Other one,” she said, pointing at Simon.

“Shit, yeah. I forget at times. She didn’t have it with Elizabeth.”

Simon was not Lexie’s son. Her sister dropped him off within days of him being born to look after. Judi didn’t know what had gone down between Lexie’s sister, Kayla, and Devil, only that Kayla had never returned to take her son.

“No pregnancy is the same. Trust Lexie. She’ll let you know when something is not right.”

She ate her scrambled eggs and tried not to think about last night. Thoughts of Ripper’s lips on her lips going down to her neck were invading her mind constantly.

“What did you do last night?” Devil asked.

“Erm, read a little. There’s something I want to talk to you about actually. I was thinking of finishing my courses online. Lexie could do with the help, and I can learn the same here as I can at college.” She stared into his eyes hoping he didn’t notice the blush she was sure stained her cheeks.

“What’s wrong with college?”

“Nothing. Lexie and Phoebe need me. I also know club business still goes down.” She held her hand up to stop him from interfering. “The Skulls talk, and you do as well. I also notice you lock the door to your office. Don’t lie to me, Devil. I’m not wanting part of it, but you can’t be here twenty-four seven. What will happen if you’re needed to help The Skulls out again?”

A couple of years ago, not long after she’d moved in with Devil and Lexie, he disappeared to help Tiny, the president of The Skulls, when he was under threat. The two clubs had formed some kind of friendship, and Lexie always catered to them when they visited.