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last night stared back at her. Closing her eyes,
heart pounding, she forced herself to look back in the mirror to find herself staring right back at her.
    “He’s gone, and he’s not coming back.”
    Entering her bedroom she heard her cell phone beep.
Frowning, she went to see who it was.
    Ripper: What you doing?
    What the hell was going on with him? They’d gotten
along well for the last couple of years, but he never checked up on her.
    Judi: I’m home if that’s what you’re worried about.
    Throwing the cell to the bed she quickly dried her
hair before running a brush through the length. She loved taking the time to
get rid of every knot. When she first moved in with Devil, she would spend
hours brushing her hair. Lexie would take over when her arms ached. The cell
phone buzzed again. Dropping the brush to the bed she picked up the small
device.
    Ripper: Want to go somewhere?
    Judi: Don’t you have a club whore to fuck?
    Ripper: No! Want to go for a ride?
    Glancing at the door, Judi wondered what the hell he
was doing. Ripper was her friend, yet he kept a good distance from her.
    Ripper: Well?
    Devil and Lexie never checked on her anymore. There
was one time Devil had walked in while she was getting dressed. She’d screamed
at him, and he’d turned bright red and left. Since then, neither of them
entered the room.
    Judi: Pick me up in ten.
    Ripper: Rebel!
    She smiled, going to her wardrobe and putting on a
pair of jeans followed by a shirt. Tying her hair up in a ponytail she went
toward her window. Slowly she climbed down from her bedroom using the brackets
for Lexie’s hanging baskets for support. Lexie was standing in the kitchen, and
she heard Devil talking.
    “I don’t want anything to happen to you,” Devil said,
wrapping his arms around her waist.
    “I’m sure there’ll be plenty of pussy to replace me.”
    Judi watched as Devil caught hold of Lexie’s chin,
turning her to face him. “I don’t give a fuck about any other pussy but yours.
Promise me if this starts to feel like more you’ll tell me.”
    The raw emotion on his face cut Judi deeply. This was
the kind of love people wrote about, but they tamed it to make it readable.
Devil would die for Lexie and vice versa. Walking away, she left the couple to
their moment. Ripper was waiting for her down the road with his main light
turned off.
    “Come on, Princess. Let’s go and have some fun.” He
handed her a helmet waiting for her to climb on the back of his bike.
    “What’s gotten into you?” she asked.
    “I don’t know. I needed a ride and wanted your
company.”
    She held onto his waist as he gunned the machine.
Pressing her head against his back she felt the power between her thighs as his
bike rode the road. Ripper was an expert, and each turn had her tightening her
grip.
    “I’m not going to put you at risk. Stop panicking.” He
shouted to be heard over the wind and noise.
    Closing her eyes, Judi basked in the freedom. Rob had
taken away her freedom trapping her in cars, hotel rooms or even her apartment
with men she didn’t want near her. She had been with them all, fat, thin,
businessmen, thugs, even guys she used to go to school with. Judi shivered
forcing her eyes tightly closed to rid the memories from her thoughts. She was
no longer the town whore, along with all Rob’s other women.
    Devil had taken her away from the pain and the stench
of sex. Would she ever know what it felt like to be made love to?
    The time passed with Ripper working the roads until he
pulled up outside a late night diner. They entered taking a seat at the back.
    “What are we doing here?” she asked, sitting opposite
him.
    “I’m hungry and thirsty. Order what you want. Food is
on me.”
    She glanced down the menu as the waitress took his
order of three hamburgers and fries with all the trimmings including slaw. Judi
took a milkshake and a burger.
    “Wow, how do you not weigh over a ton?” she asked.
    “I work the shit off every