(Asher)
Harlow stared at me for several seconds. She looked as though she was waiting for me to tell her I was joking. When I didn't, she put her glass down. I could see she had plenty of questions.
"You're serious?"
"Completely."
"Your father is a billionaire?"
"Yeah."
"And you never thought to mention that?"
I couldn't blame her for asking. We'd been together long enough that she knew almost everything about my life at the compound. But I'd never told her much about my family. Now she was finding out something I should've shared with her a long time ago.
"Why would you hide something like that?" she asked.
"Because I didn't want anyone treating me differently."
"Do you think I would?"
"No, Harlow. That's not what I'm saying."
"Then what are you saying?"
I looked at her, tryi
