His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 281 Fast Cars & Slow Smiles

Ella

“A broken furnace? Isn’t this a servant’s job?”

As soon as the words slipped out of my mouth, I felt my eyes widened. “Ella!” my wolf growled, annoyed by my words. “That’s rude! Why did you say that?”

Truthfully, I didn’t know why I said it. It just… slipped out. Surprise, maybe?

“I-I’m sorry,” I said aloud, swallowing. “That was rude. I just meant that I’m shocked to see you working on a furnace, that’s all.”

My words were met with a chuckle from the other man who was working with Logan. The servant, a man of about fifty with grizzled hair and weathered hands, looked up at me from where he kneeled on the floor next to the furnace and winked.

pride. “Mr. Logan here is so good with his cars, it allows him to fix all manner

eyes. “Yes, cars. I’m good with mechanical stuff. You

him, and I did, still feeling slightly dazed. As we walked through the expansive mansion, I couldn’t shake off the astonishment I felt. The Logan who stood before me, hands covered in grease and shirt

me to a huge garage, its large doors sliding open to reveal yet another secret about him that I

Logan had revealed was far from a simple storage space for vehicles. It was a meticulously organized temple of automotive

inside, my eyes widened into saucers. I couldn’t help but feel like I had entered into Logan’s secret

size of it. It was more akin to a professional showroom than a personal garage. Polished concrete floors reflected the overhead lighting, casting a warm glow that danced across the surface of

car, whether a luxurious sports model or a classic vintage piece, was positioned

and mechanical equipment was

specialized automotive instruments were hung in clear view, ready to be used at a

lounge area with

this space served not only as a place for work but also for relaxation and reflection. I could almost envision Logan and his friends or fellow enthusiasts gathering here

yours?” I asked, slowly walking

smudge off of one of the car hoods. “Years and years of saving my money led to this. That

about cars, but it looked vintage. And fast. I wandered over to it, my eyes taking in the cream-colored leather interior and the hood that was so shiny I could see myself in it

hands-on relationship with these cars. He didn’t just drive them, he understood them. He tinkered with them, improved

is a hobby of mine,” Logan said, his voice tinged with passion. “I love working on them, tweaking, modifying, and of

cocky grin that I had seen so many times before. “I could take you out in one of my fastest cars and show you a good time,” he said, his

mind still grappling with this new side of Logan that had been unveiled. The cars, the machinery, the

was practically begging for me to get dirty right along with him amongst all of these cars. It took everything in