Chapter 290 Last Minute Plans

Ella

The forest’s lingering scent still clung to me as I made my way back home. My feet moved over the familiar asphalt path, my mind still replaying the events of the day.

The feeling of freedom and serenity from my hike, followed by the shock of the attempted mugging and then the mysterious young man’s timely intervention, made for an interesting concoction of experiences that day. I was a bit roughed up after the experience, but also intrigued.

As I returned to the hustle and bustle of the city, the familiar sounds were almost a relief after my experience in the quiet woods. I imagined Moana scolding me for not bringing my pepper spray, and my father having a full-blown mental breakdown over it.

It was things like these that I decided to keep from my parents. Not because I wanted to hide anything, but because I didn’t want them to worry. If they knew about half of the dangerous things I dealt with in this city, they would be at my doorstep in an instant, demanding me to come home.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, breaking my reverie. I fumbled for it, flipping it open to see Logan’s name on the display. I hesitated, but then swiped to answer anyway.

“Ella, Logan’s voice greeted, sounding unusually hesitant. “Did you see my note?”

I sighed, shifting my handbag to my other shoulder. “Yes, considering the fact that it was right out on my kitchen counter. It was a bit hard to miss.”

“Well?” he asked, somewhat expectantly. “Are you still mad at me?”

to change. All around me, the sound of cars and people filled my senses. Somewhere nearby, I could smell the fragrant

into the street along with a group of

were you, then?” he asked. “Because you certainly seemed

on. my encounter in the woods. “Okay, maybe I was a little mad,” I said. “Next time, when I tell you not to kiss me, I mean

Genuinely remorseful. It was a little

rueful voice made me soften a bit. As I stepped into line for that food truck, I nodded, forgetting momentarily that he couldn’t see me from the other end of the phone. “I forgive you,” I

small chuckle

I asked, handing the vendor my cash in exchange for a steaming hot

“Yes, actually,” he said. “Look, I don’t know how to break this to you, but there’s an event tonight. A restaurant owned by one of my father’s business partners. You and I

lingered in my memory, a potent cocktail of

of humor to it. “It won’t be like last time, promise. There’ll be live music, dancing…

could almost hear the smirk in his voice when he added, “Maybe you

memories of the two of us dancing in my living room made me cringe, although I couldn’t

I swear, I only found out about the event this morning.

stopped walking, taking a moment to process this. “You expect me to get

it up to you. Whatever you

my wardrobe options for that evening. “But in exchange, I fully expect a

now,” Logan chided, and I could hear his smile through the phone. “That’s a bit much to ask. You are supposed to be my girlfriend, after all. Fake or

I replied. “I was just joking. I’ll see you later.” He sounded

sound stern but unable to keep the hint of a smile from my

“Yes?”

really did have an enjoyable night with you. last night.

was a tense pause on

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