his head toward his president, Ripper went to his room to focus
on his feelings for Judi. She was just a woman and one he couldn’t fuck.
Never going to have Judi. Stop thinking about her. She’s not yours.
Lying back against his bed, Ripper growled as her face
entered his thoughts. What the fuck was he going to do?
****
What the hell just happened?
Judi stared at the empty seat opposite her completely
baffled by what happened. Picking up her fork she took a bite of her pancake
then another. His words had made her wet between her thighs. Finishing off her
food, she headed back to the library to finish off her computer work. By the
time five o’clock came she was exhausted and headed back home. The walk was a
long one, and she entered home an hour later. Lexie was in the kitchen stirring
some kind of sauce on the stove.
“Hey,” Judi said.
“Hey, Devil and the kids are at the dinner table if
you want to join them.”
“Should you be working?”
“I’m fine, honey. It’s just the start, and I’ll get
over it. Women have been giving birth for centuries.”
They’ve also been dying because of it.
Judi kept her thoughts to herself and entered the
sitting room. Elizabeth was playing with a book while Simon was pressing
buttons on his toy making noise. She saw Devil bowed over a book reading.
“Anything
interesting?” Judi asked.
He lifted the book up, and she saw it was a pregnancy
bible.
“Still worried about her sickness?”
“Yes, she wasn’t like this with Elizabeth, and I’m not
risking shit because of it.”
Nodding, she put her bag down, grabbing another
pregnancy book from the shelf in the corner of the room. Twenty minutes later
Lexie walked in, hissing as she saw what they were doing. “Stop it, you two.
I’m perfectly fine. Now stop trying to fix something that’s not there.” She set
their plates in front of them.
“Baby, I’m going to keep looking until I find out
what’s wrong with you.”
No one, not even Lexie, was going to tell Devil what
to do and not to do. Lexie sighed but didn’t actually argue with him.
“Fine, don’t worry though. It’s morning sickness and nothing else.” Lexie sat down and dived into her food.
Judi ate with relish loving the spicy sauce. She
noticed Devil’s gaze was constantly on Lexie, and yearning hit her hard.
What would it be like to have a man who loved her as
much as Devil loved Lexie? After dinner she did the dishes making sure Lexie
rested. Wiping down the work surfaces, she thought about Ripper and his
comment. She’d never experienced a single orgasm or known what true passion was
all about. Closing her bedroom door she rested her head against the wood
wishing Ripper hadn’t said anything earlier at the diner. Her thoughts were
constantly on sex and nothing else. She’d been with so many men, and yet faced
with Ripper’s raw sexuality she didn’t know how she was going to cope. Her
emotions were completely fried. Life was better when she didn’t have to think
about sex or men or anything but her coursework.
Moving away from the door, she went to the bathroom
and started her nighttime routine. It was only seven, but she needed to wash
the day’s sweat and grime from her body. Even sitting in the library had caused
her to sweat in the heat. There was no air conditioning inside the small
building. Standing underneath the shower she let the hot water scald her body.
Thoughts of Ripper’s large capable hands holding her
invaded her mind. Pressing her palms to the tiles she bit her lip trying to
contain the whimper of need threatening to escape.
You don’t deserve love or lust.
You’re a whore and a killer.
Turning the heat to cold she gasped at the sudden
lashing of ice attacking her skin. When she couldn’t take the chill she turned
the water off, climbing out. She wrapped a towel around her body and then
around her hair. The mirror was steamed, and when she wiped her hand across to view
she gasped as the man from