#Chapter19
I giggled as we arrived at my house, Nate told me a story about when he walked into a glass door on one of his first days at his father's office. He wanted to prove to me that he wasn't always the big boss man I la-belled him to be.
/"I had a bruise for 2 weeks, Loretta, I'm pretty sure my father still has that image up on his wall/"
I sighed as I finally calmed down from my laughing fit.
/"Loretta don't move/" My eyes shot open at Nate's sudden dark tone. He jumped out of the car instantly. I looked around the car looking for a sign of danger but as I watched Nate walk towards my front door I froze.
/"Loretta, I said stay in the fucking car/" He shouted over at me as I raced towards the house. I didn't listen to another word as I stepped through the hallway.
Nate attempted to grab me, but I was too quick and rushed upstairs.
