glanced at the clock on the wall. “You better get going.”
Jaxon turned toward the front door, and then looked over his shoulder. “Congratulations, by the way. I know Justice loves you more than anything.”
“I love him , too.” Skylar’s cheeks heated.
Jaxon’s wolf pendant heated and he hissed, grabbing at it.
“What is up with that thing?” Skylar tilted his head to the side.
“I don’t know.” Jaxon pulled the pendant away from his skin and inspected it. “It gets really hot sometimes.”
“Justice knows, doesn’t he?”
“I think so. I don’t think he’s allowed to say anything, though. Or he doesn’t know the whole story behind them.”
“Maybe he doesn’t want to influence whatever they are designed for?”
Jaxon had never thought of that. He dropped the pendant back under his shirt. “Maybe. I’ll be back.”
“Okay, ‘Ahnold’,” Skylar snorted.
Jaxon narrowed his eye with a grin. “We are so playing, ‘name that movie’ later.”
“You’re on!”
~*~
Jaxon pulled up to the curb by the school with two minutes to spare. He reclined back on the seat and propped his foot up . The football team was practicing on the field to the right and Jaxon noticed the player who had been messing with Elijah. He waved casually as the kid met his eyes. The player’s eyes widened and he moved behind another athlete. Jaxon chuckled and turned his attention back to the front of the school.
A man in a suit noticed him and made his way across the street toward him. Jaxon crossed his arms and fixed the man with a surprisingly polite ‘don’t-fuck-with-me’ look.
“Can I help you? ” the man asked.
“I don’t think so. I’m waiting to pick someone up.”
“Are you on the approved list?”
Jaxon pulled out his badge and flipped it open. “You tell me.”
The man’s eyes widened as he looked at the skull and crossbones. The name registered immediately. His eyes flicked up and he locked eyes with Jaxon.
“I’m sorry, sir. I’m headmaster Windsor ,” he said, as he extended his hand.
Jaxon pocketed his badge and smiled , gripping the extended hand. Firm, but not too rough.
“No prob lem. I’m glad you’re taking the safety of these kids seriously. I’d like to talk to you about the bullying, however.”
“We have a strict no-bullying policy at this school.”
“Well, it’s lacking. So unless you want to see my boss in your office, I suggest you make some amendments.”
The sound of the bell ringing cut off Jaxon’s next words. He watched the front door closely for Elijah.
“I’m going to as sume you make the rules, you have that look about you. I can tell you right now that Caden Fournier will be here next week for college days with Elijah Newman. He’s going to ask you a ton of questions about your rules as well as your academics. I know you don’t want to make an enemy of him,” Jaxon grinned. “Do you?”
“No, no, of course not. Mr. Fournier makes sizeable donations every year.”
“ As do Riley Flynn-Esposito and Wayne Maccon, isn’t that right?” Riley, Wayne and Caden were billionaires who were beyond generous with their money, and devoted much of their time to founding outreach centers for at-risk gay youth.
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“I suggest you do some homework, then, and talk to a few of your students. I can assure you there are some kids here who are bullying others.” Jaxon caught sight of Elijah coming out of the building and whistled loudly. The blue eyes widened in surprise as Elijah saw him. He turned back to the headmaster with a wry grin.
“You’ll excuse me now?”
“Oh, of course.”
Jaxon had to laugh as the man practically ran back across the street. James Pruitt-Jacobs had met with all the heads of the department s at the school, so Jaxon knew the headmaster had met his boss. Windsor knew exactly what the badge meant, and what came with it.
Elijah looked both ways before crossing the busy street. He
Jaxon turned toward the front door, and then looked over his shoulder. “Congratulations, by the way. I know Justice loves you more than anything.”
“I love him , too.” Skylar’s cheeks heated.
Jaxon’s wolf pendant heated and he hissed, grabbing at it.
“What is up with that thing?” Skylar tilted his head to the side.
“I don’t know.” Jaxon pulled the pendant away from his skin and inspected it. “It gets really hot sometimes.”
“Justice knows, doesn’t he?”
“I think so. I don’t think he’s allowed to say anything, though. Or he doesn’t know the whole story behind them.”
“Maybe he doesn’t want to influence whatever they are designed for?”
Jaxon had never thought of that. He dropped the pendant back under his shirt. “Maybe. I’ll be back.”
“Okay, ‘Ahnold’,” Skylar snorted.
Jaxon narrowed his eye with a grin. “We are so playing, ‘name that movie’ later.”
“You’re on!”
~*~
Jaxon pulled up to the curb by the school with two minutes to spare. He reclined back on the seat and propped his foot up . The football team was practicing on the field to the right and Jaxon noticed the player who had been messing with Elijah. He waved casually as the kid met his eyes. The player’s eyes widened and he moved behind another athlete. Jaxon chuckled and turned his attention back to the front of the school.
A man in a suit noticed him and made his way across the street toward him. Jaxon crossed his arms and fixed the man with a surprisingly polite ‘don’t-fuck-with-me’ look.
“Can I help you? ” the man asked.
“I don’t think so. I’m waiting to pick someone up.”
“Are you on the approved list?”
Jaxon pulled out his badge and flipped it open. “You tell me.”
The man’s eyes widened as he looked at the skull and crossbones. The name registered immediately. His eyes flicked up and he locked eyes with Jaxon.
“I’m sorry, sir. I’m headmaster Windsor ,” he said, as he extended his hand.
Jaxon pocketed his badge and smiled , gripping the extended hand. Firm, but not too rough.
“No prob lem. I’m glad you’re taking the safety of these kids seriously. I’d like to talk to you about the bullying, however.”
“We have a strict no-bullying policy at this school.”
“Well, it’s lacking. So unless you want to see my boss in your office, I suggest you make some amendments.”
The sound of the bell ringing cut off Jaxon’s next words. He watched the front door closely for Elijah.
“I’m going to as sume you make the rules, you have that look about you. I can tell you right now that Caden Fournier will be here next week for college days with Elijah Newman. He’s going to ask you a ton of questions about your rules as well as your academics. I know you don’t want to make an enemy of him,” Jaxon grinned. “Do you?”
“No, no, of course not. Mr. Fournier makes sizeable donations every year.”
“ As do Riley Flynn-Esposito and Wayne Maccon, isn’t that right?” Riley, Wayne and Caden were billionaires who were beyond generous with their money, and devoted much of their time to founding outreach centers for at-risk gay youth.
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“I suggest you do some homework, then, and talk to a few of your students. I can assure you there are some kids here who are bullying others.” Jaxon caught sight of Elijah coming out of the building and whistled loudly. The blue eyes widened in surprise as Elijah saw him. He turned back to the headmaster with a wry grin.
“You’ll excuse me now?”
“Oh, of course.”
Jaxon had to laugh as the man practically ran back across the street. James Pruitt-Jacobs had met with all the heads of the department s at the school, so Jaxon knew the headmaster had met his boss. Windsor knew exactly what the badge meant, and what came with it.
Elijah looked both ways before crossing the busy street. He
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