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.”

feeling self-conscious. How had

and I’ll take you for a joyride. We can check out the scenery, and I promise it’ll be

urging me to take the plunge, to let loose and have some fun. But the rational part of

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

but firm. He grabbed my shoulders and guided me away from the door and back. toward the cars. If this

eyes, searching for any sign of deception or hidden agenda. All I saw was sincerity and a playful spark that

voice barely above a whisper.

he clapped his hands together, “Fantastic!

more to Logan’s first car, the red one with the cream-colored leather interior. There was something about it that called to

full of wonder. “It looks really

spot for my first one. Everyone does,” he said, his voice filled with pride. “She’s also my fastest.” He opened the door for

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

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

nodded. “Ready,”

the garage and onto the winding road. At first, I held my breath,

I found myself relaxing, the fear giving way to excitement. He drove fast, but it was a controlled kind of fast. I could tell

the ride?” Logan shouted over the wind as he put the convertible top down, his eyes on the

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

passing between us. He grinned, and I

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