Devil's Charm (19 page)

The woman was a little on
the skinny side, but Ripper wasn’t feeling in a picky mood. Some of his other
brothers were snorting shit or fucking the women. The barbeque was still going
on at Devil’s house. Several more of his brothers were still over there. They
loved Lexie’s cooking and her presence. He enjoyed looking at her as well,
which pissed him the fuck off.

In all of his years being by
Devil’s side, he’d never once poached on one of his women, not even Kayla.
However, Lexie made him feeling shit he wasn’t used to. Fuck, she didn’t even
look at him all that much and was only ever nice to him.

Everything going on inside
his head was fucking screwing with him. There was no way he was going to deal
with trying to fuck Lexie.

Not going to happen.

The woman in front of him
touched his junk, and he pushed her away.

“What the hell, Ripper?” she
asked.

“Get the fuck away from me.”

He walked away from her,
heading outside of the clubhouse. Ripper needed to get his head on straight.
Lexie was off limits, and he wasn’t going to do anything to ruin his life.

When he closed his eyes all
he could see was her dancing in front of him. From the moment he saw her on
stage he’d been smitten.

Going to get your dick blown away.

Rubbing his eyes, he stared
up at the night sky wishing there was some easy fix to his problems. He’d
snorted coke, done alcohol, and still his feelings were affecting him.

“This is fucking shit,” he
said.

His cell phone went off.
Frowning, he pulled it out of his pocket and saw Judi on the phone.

“I left an hour ago. What could
be the problem?” he asked.

“I, erm, I need your help.
I’ve done something stupid, Ripper.”

“What?” He went tense. Her
tears were clear to hear over the line. She was all out sobbing.

“I went out for a walk, and
a guy stopped beside me. I think he recognized me from before. I don’t know. He
tried to pull me in the car.” She stopped crying her eyes out. “I killed him,
Ripper. I killed him with the gun you gave me.”

Shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck.

Dropping the whiskey bottle
to the floor, he headed toward his bike. “You stay right there. I’m coming to
get you.”

“I’m so sorry,” she said.

He didn’t say anything else.
The only other person he really cared about was Judi. She was such a sweet girl,
and she’d just celebrated her twentieth birthday. This shit should be far
behind her, but instead, it was right in front of her.

Ripper would do everything
to care for her. Turning the ignition on, he headed in the direction of where
she was. Helping Judi was in his blood, and he wouldn’t let anything happen to
her.

The End

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