Kaden grunted, but this time it wasn't a dismissive grunt but a grunt like he'd been shoved backward into the wall. He didn't know how else to describe what he was feeling, other than the physicality of it. It felt like he's been shoved back into a wall, and his gut was still aching from being hit with the emotion wrench.
"What the fuck?" he hissed at her, looking at her in horror. "In September? What the fuck? At home? Why? How?! Marcie, what the fuck!?"