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

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

torn between 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

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

this was a trap, then I really was just a helpless little

for any sign of deception or hidden agenda. All I saw

I finally said, my voice barely above

his hands together, “Fantastic! Now, which one do

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 a thrill of excitement. It looked as though it was designed to

voice full of wonder. “It

dancing with mischief. “Ah, I knew you had a soft spot for my first one. Everyone does,” he said, his voice filled with pride. “She’s

nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious when it came to driving, sometimes to

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

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

winding road. At first, I held my breath, my body tense as we accelerated, the world

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 he was doing, and I started to

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

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, I couldn’t help but

over at Logan, and our eyes met, at shared understanding passing between us. He grinned, and I grinned back, feeling

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