Chapter 23
Nate
Kent arrived within five minutes, as promised. His expression was grim as he got out of his Jag and joined me at the driver's side. He opened the door.
"Get out."
I unbuckled my seat belt and got out. Without a word, Kent took me in his arms and I cried like a damn baby. But Kent didn't let go. Only when I had calmed down somewhat did he take a step back and look at me.
"She's going to be okay," he said. "Do you understand? She's not seriously hurt. Everything else is beside the point for now."
"She'll never forgive me," I said in despair.
"She will! You got yourself into some nice s**t, but that girl loves you. It will take a lot of time and a lot of groveling, but she will forgive you. Nothing is lost yet, Dawg."
I locked my Porsche, and we got into his Jaguar. My
