Ripper
It’s been a long tortuous month since Cassie came to the clubhouse and has moved into our room. Her delicious body next to me, breathing in her heavenly scent, feeling her smooth silky skin and doing f*ck all about it. I have the worst case of blue balls. But she needed time to heal and every time she made a move to do more with me than hold each other, I blocked her. She’s been a little down lately, staying more in the room, especially after dinner when it’s hang time.
I think she’s missing her dad. I know Becs is. I found her crying in the kitchen a couple of weeks ago. She said something about onions, but I didn’t see any onions around.
Butcher finally got some new girls for the guys. There are five new ones. One girl, Amber, keeps trying to sidle up to me. Putting
