#Chapter 209: Pedal to the Metal

Ella

“Do you want to drive the car yourself or not, Ella?”

Logan’s question came out with that same infuriating mischievous smirk, as always. We had just spent the past two hours working on his racecar together, which I had admittedly enjoyed, but driving was a whole different story.

“Driving? Logan, you know I hate driving,” I protested, crossing my arms as I stared at him with a mix of annoyance and reluctance in my eyes.

Logan’s eyes twinkled with mischief as he stood beside the racecar. He leaned on the hood, leveling me with a probing gaze.

“Oh, come on, Ella,” he urged, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “It’s not that bad. And I promise it’ll be fun. We’ll just take a little drive out into the desert, enjoy the night. It’s not like there will be other cars out there.”

I sighed, feeling a sense of defeat wash over me. Logan had a way of persuading me to do things I had never thought I would, and right now, I was on the verge of giving in, no matter how much I hated that fact.

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