His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Joyride

Ella

“Wait! What about that ride?” I slowly turned around, my eyes wide, my heart hammering in my chest. My eyes were met with Logan’s smirking face, his expression dancing with mischief.

“Well?” Logan asked, pushing himself off of the hood of one of the cars and coming over to meet me by the door. “Just one joyride? I’m itching for a good drive. Being stuck in the basement all day really made me crave seeing the sunset. I swallowed. “I really shouldn’t,” I said, glancing at my watch. “I’ve got work…”

“Work, shmork,” Logan interrupted with a grin.

“Pick a car. Any car.” “But… I’ve never been on a really fast ride,” I stammered, my mind a whirl of confusion and excitement. “I mean, growing up in such a dense city, we barely drove at all except to go to our mountain estate in the summers.”

Logan’s eyebrows shot up, and he let out a chuckle, his eyes twinkling with amusement and making them stand out against his dirt- stained skin. “So that must be why you always want to walk everywhere.”

I looked away feeling self-conscious. How had he noticed something so small

row of sleek, gleaming cars. “Pick one, and I’ll take you for a joyride. We can check out the scenery, and I promise

bit my lip, torn between curiosity and caution. My wolf was howling inside me, urging me to take the plunge, to let loose and have some fun. But the rational part of me, the part that had always played

said, my voice trembling. “I mean, it’s very generous of you, but I really should be going.

door and back. toward the cars. If this was a trap, then I really was just a helpless little mouse. “Don’t overthink it.

his eyes, searching for any sign of deception or hidden agenda. All I saw was sincerity and

voice barely

his hands together, “Fantastic! Now, which one do your want to

red one with the cream-colored leather interior. There was

my voice full of

knew you had a soft spot for my first one. Everyone does,” he said, his voice filled with pride. “She’s also my

was always incredibly cautious when it came to driving, sometimes to a fault. He never drove too fast unless

and I clutched the edge of the seat, trying to calm myself. “Ready?” Logan asked, his voice full of

my eyes wide, and nodded. “Ready,” I whispered, feeling a

winding road. At first,

to excitement. He drove fast, but it

over the wind as he put the convertible top down, his eyes on the road, his hands steady

hair, loosening it from its tight ponytail. As my blonde hair whipped around me, I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound bubbling up from deep within me, pure

eyes met, at shared understanding passing between us. He grinned, and I grinned back, feeling a connection that was new and

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