Kit slams the last cupboard with such force that everyone jumps. “What makes you think I’m trying to sound cool? I’m not the one stuck in an apron because his mother is too busy spreading her legs for—” Lochan is out of his chair in a flash. I lunge for him and miss. He launches himself at Kit and grabs him by the collar, slamming him up against the fridge. “You speak like that in front of the little ones again and I’ll—”
