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

his hand gesturing at 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

me, urging me to take the plunge, to let loose and

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

this was a trap, then I really was just

agenda. All I saw was sincerity and

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

face lit up, and he clapped his hands together, “Fantastic!

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. It looked as though it was designed

full of wonder. “It looks really

had a soft spot for my first one. Everyone does,” he said, his

couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. My father was always incredibly cautious when it came to driving, sometimes to a fault. He never drove

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

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

and Logan expertly guided the car out of the garage and onto the winding

He drove fast, but it was a controlled kind of fast. I could tell

ride?” Logan shouted over the wind as he put the convertible top

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,

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