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.”
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