Baby Love(133)

I nodded.

“Well there apparently is more to the plan. Nigel asked both Trey and Tristan if they would be sperm donors for the cause.”

(What??)

"What?"

"You heard me correctly."

"Well what does Tristan say about all of this?"

"He is being the sweetheart that he is Ty. He says he would really like to help his brother out but that he doesn't want me to feel uncomfortable about it."

"Well so there you go," I said. "Tristan is willing and I'm sure that you aren't uncomfortable about it so problem solved."

"Whoa, wait a minute Ty. I'm not comfortable with it anymore than I know you are but that is not really the point."

"Then what is?" I hissed still feeling the ache in my head.

"He asked for both of them to be donors. Not just one or the other."

"What's the rationale in that? It only takes one random sperm to fertilize an egg."

"I think the whole point of this is that Nigel and Tess would like their baby to have Sinclair DNA but not to know exactly who the source of it is."

"What?" I asked, my head throbbing in confusion.

"Look understandably it is a complicated situation; so in order to make it a bit less complicated if both brothers donate it will be difficult to pinpoint which sperm actually succeeded in fertilizing the egg. Therefore, the paternal trail is somewhat muddled, but yet it is 'Sinclair' DNA."

(Was that supposed to make me feel better?)

"Tristan explained it all. They somehow mix it together than spin it to make sure that only the 'heartiest' sperm survive to fertilize the egg. This makes for a more 'robust' conception."

"I can't fathom all of this right now Gina," I said suddenly feeling ill all over again.

"I will let you get some rest Ty," she said getting up and ready to leave the room.

"Please ask Trey to come back up," I asked.

"Ty, you aren't going to tell him that I told you about this are you?"

"Why not, Gina? Had I not been so f*cking drunk last night I might have been privy to it then. You're damned straight I'm going to address this with him. You know how I roll by now."

Gina skittered from the room without saying anything else. I sank back down further into my pillows. My head was reeling now more from the information that Gina had shared just now than from my hangover.

Several minutes later Trey was in the suite.

"Gina said you needed to see me. Are you okay?"

"No Trey. I am most certainly not okay. Is there something you needed to tell me about a conversation that you had with your brothers last evening?"

He sank down on the bed sitting next to me. He took one of my hands into his. He studied me intently for a moment trying to organize his explanation in such a way that I wouldn't find the whole issue deplorable. He wasn't going to have much luck with that I thought.

"Tylar, I was most certainly going to discuss this with you but there really hasn't been much of an opportunity between the time Nigel discussed this with Tristan and me until now. You were a bit distracted last night, remember?"

"I'm fully attentive now Trey. Let's talk."

"Why do I think that you already know the gist of it?" he asked.

"Yeah, Gina filled me in, so what? You aren't seriously considering this are you?"

"Why wouldn't I consider this? Nigel is my brother. He's asked something of both Tristan and I that we are equipped to give. I love my brother."

"Trey we're not talking about lending your brother your car or giving him money. We are talking about you contributing your half of the DNA that is necessary to make their child. It would be your child with Tess essentially. I'm sorry. I have a problem with that. End of discussion."

"No Tylar," he said shaking his head, "This is far from the end of the discussion. I get that this came out of the blue for you. It did me as well but this bears further consideration. I am prepared to do this. Tristan is as well. You are hung over at the moment and require some rest and time to gain perspective. I'm sure that once that has taken place you will be in a position to consider this a bit more objectively and less subjectively. This is about caring and about family Tylar. This in no way should make you feel threatened. This has nothing to do with my love for you but has everything to do with my love for my brother. We will talk about this once we return to Atlanta."

"Trey," I said my voice quivering, "Don't patronize me by using my hangover as an excuse for my not agreeing with your decision to be a sperm donor to your ex-fiancé. What you are essentially agreeing to do is to sire a child with another woman. How well would that sit with you if I were the woman having another man's child?"

"It is not the same thing dammit Tylar! A surrogate will carry and deliver the child. My God! It's not as if Tristan or I will be having sex with Tess!"

"Well why not?" I chided him, gaining my strength back.

"After all, you've been there before haven't you?"

Trey looked at me as if I were being totally unreasonable in my distaste for the whole situation.

"I am going to leave you so that you can rest up now. We will discuss this when we are back home."