Chapter 216- Who Do We Have Here??
LOGAN'S POV
"My bad. Forgive him," I muttered, raising both hands in the air like I was surrendering to the police.
Dad just looked at me and gave a satisfied nod. "Good," he said, stretching his hand toward me like he was collecting a bag of money instead of a car key.
I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly stayed stuck. Still, I handed the key over.
Like seriously, what even is his business?
It's my car. My ride. Even if I decide to abandon the car at school forever and take a donkey home, that's still none of his business.
But whatever.
I didn't have time to argue. I had just minutes left to be in school, and the clock was seriously not playing.
But then… instead of heading out like a normal person who just took a car key from someone clearly in a hurry, this man—
He sat down.
On the chair like it was movie night.
I froze.
What the actual hell?
