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spend the night.” There
was only one double bed.
    Judi watched him stand up, going to the top of the bed
and pulling down the blankets.
    “I’m not sleeping on the floor. You better be okay
sharing this bed with me.”
    “I’ve never shared a bed with a man before.” She
stopped, feeling her cheeks heat. There were a lot of things she hadn’t done
with a man or boy.
    “Come on then, Princess, in you get.” He slid inside
settling onto the pillow. She kept the robe on thinking about what she hadn’t
done. She’d never been on a date or been kissed by a boy that she actually
wanted to be kissed by. There was never a time to go parking in the car and get
felt up. Tears filled her eyes as she remembered what she had done because of
her pimp, Rob. He’d taken her, and before she knew what happened, men were
taking pleasure out of her.
    Rob’s treatment had been a weekend of being available
for the men. Every hole had a use, he would taunt. Her stomach rolled at the
acrid memories. Running to the bathroom she bent over the toilet seat letting
out everything she’d eaten that night.
    Seconds later she felt Ripper rubbing her hair,
holding it out of her way. She heaved, spilling the contents down the pan. Over
and over she threw up.
    “I’ve got you, baby. Keep it
coming.” His voice soothed her.
    She saw the man with a hole in his head. He’d talked
about that weekend of her being broken in, and she’d lost it. That one memory
was something she wanted rid of.
    Sinking down to the floor, she cried wishing she
didn’t know the evil of some men. Ripper was a man capable of doing evil things,
but he wasn’t into forcing a woman. His arms surrounded her along with his
heat.
    “I’ve got you.”
    He picked her up, and she was surprised by how easily
he carried her to the bed. In the last two years she’d put on a little bit of
weight, filling out into a size fourteen figure. Okay, most of her clothes were
getting toward a size sixteen, but she refused to believe it. Lexie’s cooking
was amazing, and she could never turn it down.
    “Memories are the things we can’t fight, Princess.
You’re going to have to learn to accept them and move on.”
    “It was horrible,” she said.
    “I know, but that fucker is dead and not coming back.”
    “How many men have you killed?” she asked.
    “I’m not going to answer that.”
    “Have you killed women?” The question slipped past her
lips.
    “I’m not answering that either.” He kissed her temple.
“Go to sleep. I’ll hold you when the nightmares come.”
    She closed her eyes, and Ripper wasn’t lying. He held
her throughout each nightmare. Every time he smoothed her back, and she was
able to think once again.

Chapter Two
     
    Opening his eyes, Ripper became aware of the full
woman lying in his arms. He stared at the long length of brown hair covering
his arms then down at the face. His cock was rock fucking hard. Seeing Judi’s
sweet face had him jumping out of bed. She squealed, but he was heading toward
the bathroom before she caught sight of his morning boner. Fuck, shit, fuck, shit. There was no excuse for him to be getting a
fucking hard-on.
    Dealing with his morning routine, he waited for his
body to get back under control before heading out. He caught sight of his
clothes and cursed. Last night he’d been so determined to get back to the hotel
that he’d forgotten to grab some clothes for Judi.
    Quickly putting his clothes on, he opened the door. He
found Judi standing outside the door with her legs crossed. Moving out of the
way he waited for her to shut the door.
    “I’m going to get you some clothes,” he said.
    “Okay.” Her voice was a whisper.
    Ignoring the yearning in his soul, he left the room,
getting on his bike and heading to the nearest store. He parked in the parking
lot, entering the cheap department store and grabbing clothes from the racks.
With his arms wrapped around her, Ripper had a good idea of her measurements.
She’d