#Chapter 158: 20 Questions

Ella Logan began to drive down the street, the silence between us punctuated only by the sound of the engine and the static of the radio. Ema was quiet now, satisfied by her actions. But I couldn’t be mad at her; in a way, I was also secretly excited to uncover whatever ‘secret’ Logan was hiding from me. “So,” I began, a weak attempt at nonchalance, “is this the part where you blindfold me and take me to your secret lair or something?” He chuckled. “Tempting, but no. No secret lairs.” “Okay,” I said, glancing out the window at the street lights as they passed by the car. “Then if there are no secret lairs, where are you taking me?” Logan laughed again. The sound was rich and warm. “Tell you what; let’s play a game instead. Twenty questions. You ask, I answer—yes or no only.” I narrowed my eyes. “You’re enjoying this whole ‘secret’ thing way too much.” “C’mon, just humor me,” he said, his eyes never leaving the road. I sighed, then thought for a moment, deciding