Maxine POV
Tank learned more about me than anyone else had taken the time to learn.
He was fun and easy to talk to, and I found myself telling more than I intended.
He was a good distraction, helping the night roll by quicker, till it was time. I headed upstairs, Tank following me close behind. It was like I had a walking protector all the time. I thought I would hate that, having had to look after myself for so long, but I found it comforting that he was there.
My girlfriend has been texting me a lot lately, too, more than she used to. Jenny liked one of the bikers and wanted me to let her know about the next party so she could hunt him down.
"What, Jenny. You didn't get his number, since when did you forget to get a guy's number?" I laughed out loud as I texted her back.
"What has
