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

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

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

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

back. toward the cars. If this was a trap, then

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

finally said, my voice barely

together,

cream-colored leather interior. There was something about it that called to me, and I pointed at it,

I said, my voice full of

his voice filled with pride. “She’s also my

couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious when it came to driving, sometimes to a fault. He never drove too fast unless he really needed to, and I never learned how

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

looked at him, my eyes wide, and nodded. “Ready,” I whispered, feeling a strange mixture of fear and

onto the winding

excitement. He drove fast, but it was a controlled kind of fast. I

put the convertible

I yelled back, feeling free and wild as the wind whipped through my hair, loosening it from its tight ponytail. As my blonde hair whipped around me,

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

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