Table For Two: Barrington Billionaire's Series: Book Two Read Online Free PDF

still had no idea how he let Tessa talk him into giving that girl a week. How was she supposed to handle blowing off calls and clients when she looked scared to death of him? He needed someone strong and confident in that chair. Like Tessa.
    Tessa might think she was stronger than he was, but he was going to prove how mistaken she was. No one knew him and definitely had no idea what he was capable of, but if they got in his way, they were going to find out. No matter how sexy you are.
    It didn’t take him long to arrive at B&H Advance Engineering. Funny how his brother had been in business with Asher Barrington for several years, yet he never had been invited there before. If Brice thought he could use the success of his company as a form of intimidation to back off from the acquisition, then he was going to receive one hell of a blow today.
    Brice’s personal assistant, Nancy, had aged some, but her powerful personality hadn’t diminished over the years. As he approached, she came out from behind her desk and wrapped her arms around him. Getting hugged was not something he would ever be comfortable with. It wasn’t something they did growing up, and it was too late to break those old ways.
    “Dean, I can’t believe what a handsome young man you have turned out to be. I don’t think I have seen you since . . .”
    My father kicked me out? Yeah. One hell of a memorable time. Being back in Boston really sucked at times. After thirteen years one would think people had forgotten, but they hadn’t. It seemed all anyone recalled when they saw him was what he had done. As though one moment in time determined his entire existence. So be it. After all these years he didn’t care. Leaving that house probably was a blessing to him. It got him away from the emotional and physical abuse their father inflicted on them all. But no one seemed to want to bring that up. No, his father had been a brutal, hateful man all his life, but no one had dared to say anything to him. He, on the other hand, apparently was never going to be able to escape the one time he snapped. If that is the case, so be it. I don’t live with any regrets. “Nice to see you again too, Nancy. I think my brother is expecting me.”
    She got the hint and let him go. “He’s in his office but not in a great mood. Don’t let him bite your head off today like he tried doing to me.”
    Dean wasn’t worried about what Brice was going to say. If Nancy knew him, she would be far better off warning Brice to watch his step with him instead.
    He crossed the room and entered Brice’s office. “You wanted to see me this morning?”
    Brice looked up from the stack of papers he had sprawled out on his desk. “Sit down. This might take a while.”
    Dean pulled the chair across from Brice’s desk farther away. He leaned back and brought his feet up to rest on the corner of the desk. It was time for his big brother to get the message. I’m no child you can boss around any longer.
    “Why don’t you make yourself comfortable?” Brice’s tone held the sarcasm it was meant to.
    “What is it that couldn’t wait any longer?”
    “We haven’t seen you much since Dad’s funeral. Why is that?”
    “I’ve been busy.” It hadn’t been as though they’d been all that close over the past few years. If it hadn’t been for Zoey keeping track of them all, he probably wouldn’t know anything that was going on in the family. The most time he had spent with Brice since he and his father had parted ways was at the hospital before their father died. It sounded horrible to even think it, but with their father gone, an unfamiliar level of peace had entered them all. All the years of abuse were finally put to an end. No one should ever feel this way about a parent. Are you going to haunt us from the grave too, Dad?
    “Too busy to answer my calls?” Brice asked.
    Dean laughed. “That is funny coming from you. If I recall, only Zoey was able to get you on the phone. Or have