#Chapter23
I pass the guards who send me a quick nod which I sadly return. The minute I get outside, I am eternally grateful for the predictable weather in England yet again. The rain could diffuse any unwanted attention from seeing me cry in public.
I'm passing by Nate's car, wiping away the tears. The rain collided with my tears, wetting me completely, I wished I wore more clothes. Just as I reach my car and search my bag for my keys, I gasp when my arm gets yanked back, harshly. I stumble and fall back. Instantly I knew who it was soon as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
He secures his arm around my waist pushing me against my car. The rain continued to pelt against the car windows and start to soak us. My white long-sleeved shirt stuck to my skin, drenching me. Nate's dark brown hair becomes wet and sticks to his handsome face.
I may look like a wet dog out here but Nate somehow manages to look like something out of a commercial.
