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

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

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

I said, my voice trembling. “I mean, it’s very generous of you, but I really should be going. I have work

interrupted, his voice gentle 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 really was just a helpless little mouse. “Don’t overthink

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

voice barely above a whisper. “Okay, let’s

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

but my eyes were drawn once more to Logan’s first car, the red one with the cream-colored leather interior. There was

my voice full of wonder.

said, his voice filled with pride. “She’s also my fastest.” He opened the door for me,

help but feel a bit nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious when

myself. “Ready?” Logan asked, his voice full of anticipation

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

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

Logan skillfully navigated the 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

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

from its tight ponytail. As my blonde hair

shared understanding passing between us. He grinned, and

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