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.”

blush, and I looked away feeling self-conscious. How had

sleek, gleaming cars. “Pick one, and I’ll take

me to take the plunge, to let loose

don’t know, Logan,” I said, my voice trembling. “I mean, it’s very generous of you, but I really should be going. I

toward the cars. If this was a trap, then I really was just a helpless little mouse. “Don’t overthink it. Just choose a car and let’s go. Trust me, you’ll love

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

barely above a whisper.

and he clapped his hands together, “Fantastic! Now,

my eyes were drawn once more to Logan’s first car, the red one with the cream-colored leather interior. There

I said, my voice full of wonder. “It looks

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

seat and felt the scent of polished leather take over my senses, I couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious when it came to driving,

myself. “Ready?” Logan asked, his voice full of anticipation as he settled into the driver’s

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

and Logan expertly guided the car out of the garage and onto the winding road. At first, I held my breath, my body tense

drove fast, but it was a controlled

convertible top down, his eyes on the road, his hands steady

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

passing between us. He grinned, and I grinned back, feeling a

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