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.

shocking for a man of Mr. Logan’s status, but believe it or not, we work on all kinds of stuff together,” the servant explained, his voice full of pride. “Mr. Logan

interest piqued. Logan nodded, and a playful glint appeared in his eyes. “Yes, cars. I’m good with mechanical stuff. You might find it surprising, but I

me to follow 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 stained with

garage, its large doors sliding open to reveal yet another secret about him that

revealed was far from a simple storage space for

had entered into Logan’s secret sanctuary. Almost instantly, my senses were assaulted by the smell of gasoline and rubber, but it was a good

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

model or a classic vintage piece, was positioned with deliberate care, allowing

wall, a collection of tools and mechanical equipment

were hung in clear view, ready to be used at a moment’s notice. There were

area with leather chairs, framed photographs of racing moments, and shelves lined with trophies and

work but also for relaxation and reflection. I could almost envision Logan and his friends or fellow enthusiasts

yours?” I asked, slowly

Logan said, using a clean part of the hem of his shirt to wipe a smudge off of one of the car hoods. “Years and years of saving my money led to this. That one down

gaze to a sleek red car. I knew nothing about cars, but it looked vintage. And fast. I wandered over to it, my eyes

these cars. He didn’t just drive them, he understood them. He tinkered with them, improved them, and made them a part of his

Logan said, his voice tinged with passion. “I love working

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

my mind still grappling with this new side of Logan that had been unveiled. The cars, the machinery, the hands-on approach –

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