“Please?”
Trent stood and walked over to her. He extended his hand. “Trent Daniels. Nice to meet you.”
She laughed. “That’s not what I meant.”
He smirked. “I know. But it was too good to resist.”
As they stood there smiling at each other, Abby felt that old connection returning—the one that made her want to spill all her secrets. The thought brought her up short. She pushed past him and focused on the plant he’d been inspecting. “Do you like being your own boss?”
It took him a second to answer. “I do. Gives me freedom to come and go when I need to.”
Abby nodded. Things never used to be this uncomfortable with Trent. He was her rock. The friend she could always count on. Now things were awkward and she knew it was her fault. “I guess I never saw you as the type that would want that ki
