Chapter Nineteen
Max
Although I sensed Harlow had formed a certain impression of me, it wasn’t what she thought. While I had grown up in a small town, in a not-even-quite middle-class family, it was a bit of luck, some chance, and a lot of hard work that landed me at MIT, which had opened the doors that led to me being the man I was today. None of that meant I was an entitled and arrogant wealthy man.
My background aside, I couldn’t quite say what prompted me to suggest I drive with her. I only knew I didn’t want her to go alone and the sense of protectiveness driving that was like a tripwire in my brain. There were a few white-knuckle moments on the drive, but Harlow clearly knew how to handle her truck in the snow and ice. I was still relieved to be with her.
As she slowed once we re
