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.”

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

and I’ll take you for a joyride. We can check out the scenery, and I

to take the plunge, to let

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

but firm. He grabbed my shoulders and guided me away from the door and back. toward the cars. If this was a trap, then I

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

said, my voice barely above

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

at the row of cars, 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

my voice full of wonder. “It looks

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

over my senses, I couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious

to calm myself. “Ready?” Logan asked, his voice full of anticipation as he settled

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

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

way to excitement. He drove fast, but it was a controlled kind of fast. I could tell he knew what he was doing, and

shouted over the wind 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

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

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