Cooper's eyes narrow and go hard. He takes one deep breath and then another, willing himself not to lose his temper, though he desperately wants to put Kyle through a wall. His voice, when he finally speaks, has a low note of anger to it. "That's between me 'n her. I don't think you've got the right to ask."

Through his haze of anger, he's reminded of the own stabs of jealousy he used to get whenever he knew Nancy was out visiting a client. It had been borne of both love and worry. He suspects it's no different for Kyle. His tone shifts. "Look, I know you care about her 'n you probably don't think much of me. But I'd walk out into the sunlight before I'd hurt her. Rest assured of that if nothing else."