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.”

and I looked away feeling self-conscious. How had

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

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

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

and guided me away from the door and back. toward the cars. If this was

hidden agenda. All I

said, my voice barely

he clapped his hands together,

interior. There was something about it that called to me, and I pointed at it, feeling a thrill of

one,” I said, my voice full of wonder. “It

you had a soft spot for 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 hesitated for a moment,

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

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

“Ready,” I whispered, feeling a

guided the car out of the garage and onto the winding road. At first, I

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 knew what

Logan shouted over the wind as he put the convertible top down, his eyes on the road,

tight ponytail. As my

at shared understanding passing between us. He

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