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.”

looked away feeling self-conscious. How had he noticed something so small about

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

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

my voice trembling. “I mean, it’s very generous of you, but

away from the door and back. toward the cars. If this was a trap, then I really was just a helpless little mouse. “Don’t overthink

into his eyes, searching for any sign of deception or hidden agenda. All

barely above a whisper.

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

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,

voice full of wonder. “It

“Ah, I knew 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

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, sometimes to a fault.

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

and nodded. “Ready,” I whispered, feeling a strange mixture of

engine roared to life, and Logan expertly guided the car out of the garage and onto the winding road. At

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

convertible top down,

my hair, loosening it from its tight ponytail. As my blonde hair whipped around me, I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound

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

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