Tank POV
Bruiser stopped Prez to talk business, and the Prez waved me on. I was not ready for all the workload yet; what I got so far today already filled my head to overflowing. There was so much more to learn about being VP than I had expected, not that I am not up for the challenge, I feel I needed a change, but wow, not all this at once.
I had just finished getting all I needed out of the fridge to start making a sandwich when Pixie walked in. Why she was out the back was anyone's guess, but before I could question her, she began her act. She makes me want to break my personal promise of never hitting a woman. Pixie had been gunning for me for years now, and I have never given her any sign that I was interested. If anything, I had pushed her away a bit too hard on more than one occas
