Tank POV
I am glad that Max doesn't complain too much about me carrying her around. I love holding her, and by carrying her around, I get to keep her in my arms longer. Regardless of the ribbing I get from the guys, and Max's occasional reminder that she has two legs.
It wasn't too bad in the office. I don't think they were prepared for Hurricane Maxine, and they looked a little shell-shocked. By the time she had finished her say. I take my hat off to them, though; they sat and listened. I am positive those two will talk about it together. Still, I think they got the message that she won't take their crap anymore, and it fits perfectly in our club. Our leaders need strong supporters, and Max is a powerful woman, though she is still learning to get back on her feet. Once she gets set, not
