His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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

cars. “Pick one, and I’ll take you for a

caution. My wolf was howling inside me, urging me to take the plunge, to let loose and have some fun.

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

He grabbed my shoulders and guided me 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 it. Just choose a car and let’s go. Trust

any sign of deception or hidden agenda. All I saw was sincerity and a playful spark that was

finally said, my voice barely above

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

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 a thrill of excitement.

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

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, my

a bit nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious when

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

wide, and nodded. “Ready,” I

engine roared to life, and Logan expertly guided the car out of the garage and onto the winding road. At first, I held my breath, my body tense as we accelerated, the world blurring

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

the convertible top down, his eyes on the road, his

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 laugh,

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