We’re safer with the crazed wolverine.” Dutch winked at her. “See? You do like me.” “Nope,” Max corrected. “She tolerates you. And that does not stop her from hurting you with a fountain pen.” Stevie sneered, “I barely touched that whiny baby.” “I heard you nearly took his eye out.” “He shouldn’t have made me mad.” Dutch put his arm around Max’s shoulders, smiled at them both. “God, I missed you guys.”
