“What are you doing here?”Luke said.Though his voice was quieter than the blond guy’s, his anger was just as clear.
“You’re fucking actors now, are you?Rich and famous.The likes of me aren’t good enough for you?”
Shit.Who is this asshole?Luke had told him more than once that he was single, so who was this prick pulling the angry boyfriend act?
“I don’t need to guess who told you,” Luke said.“But it’s neither his business nor yours.Get back in your car and get stuffed, Kris.”
Kris swept his arms around, his chest held out.Hudson could see the flare of his nostrils from above.“Benito is a mate.He cares about me.Not like you.”
Benito?The cop.What does he have to do with this?
“You’ve been drinking, haven’t you?”
Kris grimaced.“That’s all you ever say.Of course I haven’t been drinking.It’s not even eight o’clock.”
“Then you had a real skinful last night.You reek of booze.You shouldn’t be driving in this state.”
“I’m in a state because of you.”He jabbed his finger at Luke.“You.I notice you’re not denying anything.So, how long have you been fucking him?”
This has to be the ex-husband.Jesus.No wonder the marriage didn’t last.
Hudson wondered if he should go down.He wanted to back Luke up but knew nothing about this situation.Perhaps the sight of him might tip Kris completely over the edge.The man looked like he was on the verge of losing it already.
When Luke spoke again, his voice was calm.“You don’t have any claim over me, Kris.I don’t know how many times, or how many ways, I have to tell you that.We’ve been finished for a long time.”
“You’ll never be rid of me.That’s what marriage means.You’ll come back to me—we both know it.Why’d you have to spoil it by fucking that bastard Yank?”
“I’m not going to argue with you anymore.You don’t know the situation and you don’t want me to call the police.”
“For what?”he yelled.“Visiting my husband in my own fucking house?”
Hudson wondered if he should call the cops himself.This guy was so wound up he was a danger to Luke.
“I’m not your husband and this is not your house.”Luke’s voice was astonishingly composed.The more irate Kris became, the calmer Luke was.“Now go away, and don’t come back.I don’t want to see you again.”
“He’s still in there, isn’t he?”Kris looked at the bedroom window and locked eyes with Hudson.The redness in his face seemed to deepen.“He’s there.You bastard whore.He’s up there.”He waved his fist at Luke.
Hudson had heard enough.This asshole was going to hurt Luke if he wasn’t stopped.He hurried for the stairs.
“Kris, this is your last warning.You’ve got one minute to get in your car and get off my drive.If you’re still there, then I’m calling the police and I’m telling them everything.”
Luke closed the door as Hudson reached the bottom step.He put his full weight against it and turned the lock.Outside, Kris continued to shout, but any sense he might have made was lost inside his rage.
Luke’s ear was pressed against the door.They held their breath, listening.
At last, there was the roar of an engine and grinding of gears.Hudson moved to the front window and watched as the car tore off along the seafront road.
Luke was still pressed against the door.Hudson put his arms around him from behind and felt his entire body shaking.
There was nothing he could say.
Hudson hugged him silently and tried to reassure him.
Chapter Fourteen
Divorce and Opportunities
“He’s a cop?”
