Baby Love(74)

"Trey, I need to talk to you about Tristan."

He muted the television and I took a place next to him on the couch.

"Oh yeah baby, "I'm sorry. I meant to ask you at dinner how it went with him at the club today."

"That part went fine. I'm pretty certain he is going to buy my share of the club. He and Gina are meeting with the accountant tomorrow morning to review the books."

"If anyone has a great sense of business it's Tristan," Trey replied. "I'm glad that it is going well but like I said Tylar, this is your decision. I'm not pressuring you one way or another."

"Trey this is something else altogether. I want you to watch something that happened today okay?"

I pulled up the video that Gina had sent to my phone of the conversation she had had with Libby. I had saved it to my videos. I hit the play button and handed it to Trey to watch.

I watched as Trey's expression went from impassive to disgust and then thoroughly pissed when Libby made the comments about me and the baby.

"That f*cking bitch," he hissed, raking his hand through his hair.

"Did Gina show you the video from the closed circuit camera so you could see that I pushed her hand away?"

"No you see Trey, there is no closed circuit camera. Gina made that up to draw the truth out of Libby for this video."

I didn't tell Trey that I had asked to see it before I knew that Gina had made it all up.

"Pretty clever of Gina," he replied.

"So what now?"

"Now it's time to let Tristan in on the charade. If he gets mad at me for being the messenger then so be it. I can't know what I know right now and do nothing."

"I agree Trey, but how are you going to get to talk to him without Libby being around?"

"A video is worth a thousand words."

(Damn - that was the same thing Gina had said!)

Trey took my Blackberry and texted Tristan letting him know that it was him and not me and that a video was coming over that was for his eyes and ears only. He asked that Tristan confirm he was able to watch it in privacy.

A few minutes later my Blackberry beeped that I had a text message.

"It's from Tristan," he said.

"He texted me to let it roll. Here goes."

Trey forwarded the video to Tristan's phone. He looked sad after he had done it. It was the right thing to do under the circumstances. I believed that and Trey did as well. Neither of us liked the fact that Tristan would be hurt though.

I scooted over to be closer to Trey on the couch.

"Will Tristan be alright?"

"He will be hurt; he'll get over it."

"What kind of a person is Libby?"

"I think she's a very kinky girl Tylar. The kind you don't take home to mama."

"Trey - that's not funny. She has likely broken your brother's heart!"

"I really don't think so."

"How can you say that? He got engaged to her."

"Yeah, after knowing her for what two minutes? That's just not like Tristan at all. I think Tristan had a little bit of a mid-life crisis as his fortieth birthday approached and did one of those stupid things that guys sometimes do when that happens. Luckily it is easily remedied and put behind him. He will be fine."

"You better never do anything like that when yours hits," I warned him.

"Not a chance baby. Come on; let's go play."





CHAPTER 26



I was packed and ready to go waiting on Gina and Trey to arrive at the apartment. Trey had said that he needed to finish up some things at his office and would be working just until noon. Gina had said that she would be over right after she and Tristan had finished up at the accountant's with their 10 a.m. appointment. It was 1:30 p.m and neither one of them had crossed the threshold yet.

I checked the refrigerator. I had pumped four bottles for Preston out of my one and only milk-producing boob. I had pureed some more carrots, peas and something new which I hadn't introduced to her yet, green beans. I had pureed bananas and apricots and mixed them together.

Preston was in her playpen looking adorable in her red bib overalls and her red and white striped long sleeved polo shirt. I had put her hair into two tiny pigtails with little red bows. Her other bottom front middle tooth was breaking through. She was chewing anything rubbery like crazy. Right now she was slobbering on her rubber ducky bathtub toy that she had refused to part with after I had taken her out of her bath this morning. It was squeaking like crazy as she ravaged it with her emerging teeth.

Finally I heard commotion at the front door. Trey was first in with Gina tagging closely behind. They appeared to be arguing.

(Go figure!)

"All I'm saying counselor is that you might have wanted to pick a better time and a more compassionate method of dropping that little bomb on Tristan other than forwarding that video, which by the way he clearly knew I had produced."

"Gina I am not justifying my actions to you. He needed to know and now he does. Why are you upset?"

"Jesus Christ Trey, why the hell do you think? Your brother and I may yet end up as business partners. The night before we meet with the club's accountant you drop that video bombshell on him? The same video that I was responsible for recording. Talk about wanting to kill the messenger!"