Baby Love(107)

"He may have had every intention of doing just that. Something may have gone wrong with their plans. Hopefully more light will be shed once the federal agents have thoroughly interrogated him."

"You know Dad, we've never discussed your late wife's involvement in all of this. Are we going to?"

"Tylar I am still trying to sort all of that out here in looking through her papers and bank records. So far, nothing. She hid her tracks pretty well."

"But are you shocked to think that she would have participated in hiding the fact that I existed from you?"

"No - quite frankly that does not shock me. She very much wanted us to be married. She was devastated that she couldn't have children. She likely felt threatened knowing that I had sired a child out of wedlock. What would shock me quite frankly is to discover she had played any part in your mother's death."

We talked for a few minutes longer. He told me that he would have a limo for me when my flight arrived Tuesday in Baton Rouge. He had taken several days off from the bench in order to spend time with Preston and me.



That night after my shower I re-read my mother's notes again. I somehow felt closer to her when I read them. I got my Blackberry and replayed Maggie's last conversation with me the morning she died. She said that my mother had instructed her to give the jewelry boxes to Trinity LaFleur; that it was the only way that she would be safe. Maggie had said she had wanted to keep the jewelry for herself.

None of that made much sense. How would giving some mid-wife the jewelry keep Maggie safe? But she hadn't told Maggie to give her the jewelry - she had said the jewelry boxes. I scrambled up from the bed and went to my closet. I pulled the other blue velvet jewelry box from the dresser. It was square and smaller. I didn't know why I hadn't thought of this before now. If the larger one had a false bottom perhaps this one did as well.

I pulled out the pillow that had the earrings on them and examined the bottom of the box. There was the same small satin ribbon hoop at the back corner of the bottom. I pulled the ribbon upward and the false bottom lifted up. There was a small plastic bag in there. I pulled it out and there was a key inside of it. There was a post-it note inside the baggie with my mother's writing on it. It read:



Trinity - Please give Maggie the envelope.



I put the plastic bag back into the box and put the false bottom over it. I put both of the blue velvet jewelry boxes into my carry-on bag. These items were going to Baton Rouge with me. I was determined to get to the bottom of what all of this meant come hell or high bayou water!





CHAPTER 42



Monday evening I got Preston bathed and to bed early so that I could finish getting her packed up. I hadn't started packing for me yet. I got her clothes out of her dresser and took them into our master suite. I had our big suitcase out of the closet opened on the bed.

Trey was lounging across the bed watching the Monday night pre-game show. He was watching me as I folded Preston's clothing and placed it in the suitcase. I went to my closet pulling out jeans, sweaters, and a couple of blouses along with a pair of dress pants. I packed by black Chanel suit just in case there was cause to dress up.

I went back in to get some heels and boots to take; then my nightclothes and lingerie.

"Jesus Christ Tylar, you are coming back to me aren't you?"

I smiled as I folded my undies and packed them in the suitcase. I then scooted up to Trey where he was reclined back on the bed, his arm underneath his head.

He pulled me down to him his lips capturing mine in a long, languid kiss his free arm wrapped around behind me keeping me locked in his embrace.

"Trey" I smiled against his lips. "I have to finish packing."

"I want to make love baby. We're going to be apart for several days."

"My diaphragm isn't in sweetie."

He moaned, releasing me from his grasp.

"I thought you were going to see your doctor about using something else?"

"I haven't had a lot of time Trey in case you hadn't noticed."

I finished packing and showered. As I prepared to insert my diaphragm in that I had coated with the spermicidal jelly I suddenly changed my mind.

Trey and I wanted more children. We were secure in our love and our marriage. We certainly had not planned for Preston but when I held her, nurtured her and watched her grow a little bit every day I realized that we couldn't have planned any better. Sometimes the most precious things in life are the result of just letting life happen. For tonight I decided I would just let life happen. Whatever to be was to be. The thought excited me.

I turned out the bathroom light leaving my diaphragm in its case and climbed into our bed with Trey. The game was on now and he was watching it. I curled up next to him, my fingers lightly tracing the path down his 'treasure trail' to underneath the elastic waistband of his boxers.

I gently massaged his manhood and in moments he rose to the occasion. I slipped his boxers down and leaned into him, taking him into my mouth. He was fisting my hair and his breathing deepened as I took the full length of him into my mouth, gently sucking and swirling him from tip to root.

He pushed me onto my back and quickly pulled my panties off of me. He lifted my nightie over my head and hovered over me. His lips traced a warm and sensuous path around my nipples; his fingers gently plied them and massaged them.