Jack & Coke (The Uncertain Saints Book 2) (28 page)

Loki’s back went straight.

“Mom.”

I turned to find Glory and Justice at the laundry room door, staring at me with varying degrees of concern on their faces.

“What?” Loki snapped.

Glory grimaced before continuing.

“We’re sorry.”

My lips thinned.

“We won’t fight again.” Justice promised.

I sighed.

“Y’all could’ve gotten hurt. You both know better than to act like that.” I chided them again. Because I fucking could.

Justice looked contrite. Glory, however, looked as if she’d only been re-riled.

“What?” I asked.

“The girl, Toya, she said that dad was a cracker pig and deserved to be shot in the back of the head.” Glory spat.

My
back went straight this time.

“She
what
?”

“Ma’am.” The principal said that afternoon. “This is out of line.”

“No.” I snarled. “What’s out of line is you allowing kids to persist in thinking that it’s okay to kill cops. One of your students said some pretty disgusting things yesterday about my husband, and I will not sit by while they continue to go to school as if they weren’t assholes yesterday while my kids get detention. Yesterday I wasn’t aware of all the facts, but now that I am, we’ll be fixing this situation immediately or I’ll be raising so much hell you’ll never know what hit you.”

The principal looked at me, an offended expression on her face.

“Ma’am.” The principal tried.

I shook my head and held up one finger. “I want them out now. Or the next time you hear from me it’ll be by way of my lawyer.”

The principal looked pissed, but I could tell she was serious.

“And I know damn well you can pull up the camera feed,” I said as I gathered my purse. “Don’t pull this anymore, or I’ll have to involve more people than you know how to deal with.”

With that parting comment, I marched straight out the door and to my new truck, driving it straight to the police station.

The moment my feet touched down in the bullpen, my eyes automatically started scanning for Loki.

I spotted him at the water cooler with Trance.

His eyes came up, and they seemed to light with an inner fire that was only for me.

I marched toward him, my eyes on fire for him as well.

But not for the same reason.

I was still pissed.

So pissed off that I wanted to kill someone.

Since it was a higher murder charge to kill a minor, I chose to bitch to my husband, because I knew he would calm me down before I went searching for parents.

“What are you doing here?” Loki asked as he pulled me into his side.

I went willingly and buried my face into Loki’s chest.

“I’m so mad.”

Loki’s chest started to shake.

“What?” I snapped, tilting my head back to look at him.

“Nothing.”

I glared until he spoke to me.

“I just like it, is all.”

“Like what?” I asked.

“I like that you’re willing to kick ass for me.”

I grinned.

“Damn straight I’ll kick ass for you.” I said. “It’s Channing and Loki against the mother fuckin’ world!”

I heard a deep masculine chuckle precede Trance’s departure, and grinned.

Loki’s mouth dropped down to mine.

“I love you, Channing.”

I circled my finger around the dog tags Loki still wore.

“I love you, too, Officer.”