Chapter 353 Race To The Finish

Ella

With my evening of pizza and true crime shows having been abruptly shattered by Logan’s obnoxious honking outside, I sighed and leaned on the balcony railing. There he was, sitting in his red convertible with a sheepish grin on his face.

“Wanna go for a joyride?” he called up to me, the grin on his face only widening even more. I raised an eyebrow and frowned down at him. “A joyride, Logan? Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously,” he replied as he climbed out of the car. “It’ll be fun.”

I paused for a moment, glancing down at my clothes. I had only just gotten home from work less than twenty minutes ago, and was already in my sweatpants and hoodie. My hair was pulled up into a messy bun on top of my head, and my makeup was smudged. Not to mention the uneaten, greasy pizza that was waiting for me on my coffee table.

“I can’t,” I said, shaking my head. “I’ve got a hot date with some bodega pizza and a true crime show-”

His laughter just drifted up to me and interrupted me mid-sentence, only serving to further amplify my annoyance. “True crime? C’mon, Miss Morgan. Get dressed. Let’s have some fun.”

My arms crossed over my chest as I considered his proposition. But even then, I wasn’t particularly keen on going out with him; especially not when I had promised to myself that I wouldn’t let him in. It was already bad enough that we had gotten so close recently, and after what happened in the restaurant…

“Logan, I just got out of work. Sorry, but I don’t want to go out.”

“Oh, come on,” he called back, his grin unwavering. “I’ve got a surprise for you and everything. I promise you’ll be glad you came.”

I paused, rolling my eyes but also oddly intrigued at the same time.

“You should go.” Ema’s voice, always in the back of my mind, chimed in. “You could use a little fun. And the two of you…”

“Enough with the two of us,” I interrupted, feeling the telltale sign of my heart picking up its pace at my wolf’s implication. “It’s not happening.”

should still go. You could use

words weren’t wrong. I did need a distraction from everything, even just for an hour or

leaned on the hood of his red car.

be worth it!” I yelled down

casual top, then lightly touched up my mascara, I wondered why Logan was always so keen on hanging out. Was he still bent on the idea of the two of us getting together? Was he trying to break

I told myself to just go with it. A few minutes later, I found myself sitting in his car, still not

are you kidnapping me to?” I asked, fastening my

He smirked, and we

by in a blur. His eyes remained fixed on the road, but the smirk never left his lips. I found myself watching him from the corner

want to hang out with me?” I finally asked, breaking the silence that had settled between us. “It’s not like we need

said, his voice softening ever so slightly. “I like your

when exactly was the last time you

from the recent times when Logan made me go to family events with him, I honestly couldn’t think of anything except for lunch with Sarah. “Well, I had lunch

with a

annoyed by his tone. “And why not?” I

reputation, has so much more to offer as far as night life goes,” Logan said, his eyes alight with an

upon yourself to be my

stop at a red light. In the crosswalk in front of us, a group of what appeared to be college students walked across the street, dressed in their party clothes and laughing. When I was in college, I never partied like

“we do have this contract between us for a few more months. Might

for a moment, a wave of realization washed over me. We did only have a limited time in this arrangement before it would all come

my cheeks were tinged

sensing my sudden shift

a little too quickly.

you were a million miles away for

smile. “Just thinking about what you said, about making

“And?”

reveal even a hint of the strange mix of emotions that had momentarily taken control over me. “It’s

long before I realized we were heading toward an unfamiliar part of the city. When he pulled into an

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