T.W. Talk of SA
Cassie
I watched Ripper sleep. Three days have passed since the Mindy incident. She was serving time in the Banford jail at the moment. I will be taking care of that problem once Ripper is a little better. He hadn't said a word since we got back to the clubhouse. He's barely eaten. All he's been doing is sleeping. I can't blame him. I wanted to escape the world when I was r***d, too. For a man as confident and strong as Ripper, this was a huge blow to his male psyche. I was determined to help him through this. I ran my hand through his hair. His head rested on my stomach, his arms wrapped around me. He would sometimes chant in his sleep for me not to leave him. I tried to reassure him that I wasn't going anywhere, but I don't think he believed me. He moane
