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.”

words made me blush, and I looked away feeling self-conscious. How had he noticed something so small about

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

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

mean, it’s very generous of you, but I really should be

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

or hidden agenda. All I saw was sincerity and

I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper.

up, and he clapped his hands together, “Fantastic! Now, which one do your

but my eyes were drawn once more to Logan’s first car, the red one with the cream-colored leather interior. There was something about it that called to me, and I pointed at it, feeling

voice full of wonder. “It looks

first one. Everyone does,” he said, his voice

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, sometimes to a fault. He never

the seat, trying to calm myself. “Ready?” Logan asked, his voice full

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

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

as Logan skillfully navigated the twists and turns, I found myself relaxing, the fear giving way to excitement. He drove fast, but it was a controlled kind of fast. I could tell he

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

tight ponytail. As

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

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