The door slammed shut and the echo rattled through the Curtis household long after Kai Montclair had stepped into the night. The sound of the car leaving lingered faintly outside, but inside the living room, silence didn’t last long.
Katrina’s hands were trembling as she turned on her husband. “Roy! What on earth was that? How could you just throw him out like that?”
Roy’s jaw clenched and his broad shoulders stiffened as a board. “That man has no place here. Not in this house, not in Abigail’s life.”
“But—” Katrina’s voice broke, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Abigail is married to him! You heard what he said. You heard it yourself. He’s her husband, and that child—”
“That man?” Roy finally snapped in anger. He stabbed a finger toward the door where Kai had left. “That man, Ma, you do
