Tank POV
I wasn't going to let Fixer leave my lap. When Savage enters, he will see who she belongs to, and that I am keeping her safe, something he failed to do. Yeah, I was being petty and spiteful.
Savage was calm as he walked in, his eye glancing at Fixer and me, as he moved to sit beside Uncle Simon.
Then the questions started, and the long answer, which he said was a shortened version, and over time, more might be revealed, as they get to know each other.
"Do you believe his reason for not telling you? Did it sound like he would have rejected you if you were a bottle blonde bombshell?" I asked, looking at his face, which suddenly looked horrified by the accusation.
"No! No! No! I didn't mean it that way, but I thought the chances of becoming friends would be harder if you were,
