What Might Have Been: Daniels Brother #4 (Daniels Brothers) Read Online Free PDF

accounting and let him know I need to see him in my office ASAP.”
    “Sure.”
    With a final look in Trent’s direction, Max headed back to his office and shut the door.
    Trent raised one eyebrow. “I thought you said you were just friends.”
    “We are.” Abby had to admit that Max’s actions had irritated her. They were going to have to have a talk about that. Trent hadn’t done anything to warrant Max’s attitude. “I honestly don’t know what’s gotten into him.”
    “Maybe he wants to be more than friends. You’re a beautiful woman.”
    She felt her cheeks heat. “I don’t think of him in that way.”
    “Are you sure he knows that?” The teasing glint in Trent’s eyes eased some of the tension that had been building in her chest.
    Abby grinned up at him. “Positive.”
    Their gazes held for a long moment before he cleared his throat. “I should get back to the office. Trinity has some paperwork she needs me to go over.”
    Abby tried not to analyze why the mention of his office manager irked her.
    “I should probably call accounting,” she said, pushing away the feeling.
    He grinned and backed toward the elevator. “I’ll see you around.”
    She waited until Trent had stepped into the elevator and the doors closed before marching into Max’s office. They needed to talk.
    She didn’t bother knocking. He was on the phone. From the sound of it, he was most likely talking to one of his partners back in New York. She leaned against the doorframe and waited.
    Max knew she was there. He said goodbye to Eli and hung up the phone before addressing her. “Were you able to reach Phil?”
    “I haven’t called him yet.” She was trying to hold on to her temper. For whatever reason, she couldn’t seem to shake her agitation.
    “Could you do that, please? I really need—”
    Abby stepped farther into the room and closed the door behind her.
    He looked up from his work and his brow furrowed. “Is something wrong?”
    “Yes.” She placed her hands on her hips and took a breath that did nothing to calm her. “You mind telling me what the hell that was all about out there?”
    He picked up a paper from his desk, avoiding her gaze. “I don’t know what you’re referring to.”
    Abby rolled her eyes. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Why were you acting like a caveman in front of Trent?”
    “I—”
    “If you say you don’t know what I’m talking about, I swear I’ll throw something at your head.”
    A sly smile tugged at his lips. He leaned back in his chair and folded his hands in front of him on his desk. “Okay, fine. I might have been a little over the top.”
    “A little?” Her voice rose in pitch.
    Max sighed. “I don’t want to see you hurt again, Abby. I was there, remember?”
    “Trent didn’t do anything.”
    “No, but his brother did.”
    No matter how many times she’d tried to explain that none of what had happened was Chris’ fault, Max had always blamed him. “You know that’s not true.”
    Max shrugged.
    She sighed. “Can you please be nice? If I have to work with him I’d prefer not to have to spend half the time trying to explain why you’re acting all territorial.”
    He was quiet for a long moment. “I’ll try.”
    “Thank you.”
    Abby turned to go. She was halfway to the door when he spoke again. “Be careful, Abby.”
    She didn’t bother looking back.
    ***
    Trent made a pit stop at his house to change out of his suit before heading to the office. He made it a point to dress up when meeting with new clients. It made a better impression. Granted, this wasn’t his first meeting with Maxwell Collins and given the recommendation he’d received from Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, he didn’t think he was in any danger of losing the account. If he was being honest, however, donning a suit for the second time in a week didn’t have anything to do with his newest client and had everything to do with Abby. Seeing her again had brought all his old feelings to