Tank POV
My mind ran through what Max and I talked about.
My little lady had had a hard life, worse than most males or females have gone through. My heart broke for her. I didn't pity her; that would be the last thing she would want from me, was pity, but I couldn't help but wish I knew her better, or should I say sooner. We all went to the same schools.
At twenty-five, I am five years older, so she would not have even been on my radar; just a kid in my eyes, even my brother, being a year younger, wouldn't have been on her radar. It's a shame that none of us would have seen her as anything more than a kid, yet here we are, as adults, looking at her with warmth and lust. Yeah, I am a man; of course, I lust after that body. The woman is gorgeous, sweet, kind, and puts others first.
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