Chapter 413 Rivals

• Logan
• I was strapped tightly into the driver’s seat of my trusty racecar, the leather of the seat and the nylon of the thick safety straps hugging me tightly all around. The hum of the car engines at the starting line mingled with the sound of the crowd and the announcer, but my eyes were only on Ella.
• She was standing down by the rail right next to the track, leaning on the cool metal. Her hair was blowing slightly in the wind, that beautiful almost-white blonde that cascaded down over her shoulders. Her jeans hugged all of her curves in just the right way, and her blue shirt matched her skin tone perfectly.