Page 72 of Tank’s Weakness

“I didn’t say I was going to bother her. She’s a cool chick, is all,” Jagger says, moving to take a chair.

Tank frowns when he sees no spot for him to sit. I stand and point to the couch cushion I vacated.

“Sit.”

I withhold my smirk when he does as I ask immediately.

“You have him well trained. I like it.” Sloane turns to Gunner. “Will you sit when I tell you?”

“No, but you will. Won’t you, Trouble?” he grunts.

“Sure, Daddy. Whatever you say.”

“Ignore them. This is their form of foreplay. Tank has told me a lot about you. What made you start teaching elementary?” Kelly asks.

“I enjoy the younger children. They have such a craving for knowledge. They are sponges. I even have these little fact cards in the room. We read them at the end of some of the lessons, and they just love it.”

“You sound like a wonderful teacher.”

“Thank you. What do you do for a living?”

As we all talk and I get to know each one of them, I feel at ease. I was worried I would feel out of place here. That they would see me as too different to join their little club, but that’s not the case.

If anything, they have made me feel more welcome than I have ever been in my life.

Tank

She is having the time of her life.

I look over at her dancing with the girls on the floor.

As soon as Jane showed up, she claimed Delaney as part of the group and said they would be drinking and dancing.

She doesn’t get time away from the kids often, so I understand it.

Funny enough, Jagger has disappeared. He’s the one who says I never hang out, yet he is the one MIA currently.

“They like her,” Smoke says, leaning against the wall next to me.

“What’s not to like? She’s sweet as hell. She’s a goddamn teacher for fuck’s sake.”

He laughs. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean she would vibe with the girls. You know they are a protective bunch.”

“They liked the way she handled Jagger,” Gunner says, moving to lean on my other side.

“What? What did I miss?” Mac asks, taking the spot next to Gunner.

“Tank’s woman managed Jagger like a five-year-old. He stepped up to her thinking he could intimidate her, then walked away being best friends with her, and the kicker is he thinks it was his idea. He told me that he claimed her as his new best friend since Tank ditched him.” Smoke snorts. “Fucking egotistical motherfucker.”

“The woman that locks him down is going to be a ballbuster,” Mac adds.

“Speaking of, he seemed real interested in Bertha being here,” Smoke tells Mac.

“I’ll kill him if he fucks with my sister. She doesn’t need any of his fuck-boy shit. Where is he?” Mac moves away from the wall, seeking out Jagger.

I have a feeling he isn’t going to find him anywhere on the property.

“Your girl got any friends?” Bear asks, looking toward Delaney as he joins our group.