Baby Love (Baby #2)(106)

Tristan appeared then with a platter of omelets, Gina followed behind with the coffee carafe filling everyone's coffee cups.

We all dug in ravenous from doing without dinner the night before.

"So," I said finally breaking the silence, "Is everything okay with you two now?"

I felt Trey's foot bump mine underneath the table.

(So? I wanted to know.)

Gina and Tristan looked at each other warmly and smiled.

"Tristan came up with a great compromise on the name of the club and I love it," she said beaming.

"So are you going to share that with us?" I asked.

"Well it's a combination of what he wanted and what I wanted. He wanted it to be called 'Tristan's' because it sounds more refined and more conducive to appealing to the restaurant crowd we want to have Monday's through Thursday. I of course wanted to call it 'The Shady Lady' for more of a party crowd appeal which we like for weekends. So we agreed to name it 'Tristan's Shady Lady Saloon and Restaurant.' What do you think?"

They were both looking at Trey and I for our reaction.

"Truthfully I really like it," I said. "It does have dual appeal."

"It works for me," Trey replied buttering a biscuit.

"Good we're glad you approve," Tristan said, taking Gina's hand into his and squeezing it.

(Oh yeah - they were in love or very close to it!)

"So Tristan how long will you be staying in town this time?" Trey asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"I'll be here until the weekend. I've got to meet with the health inspector; interview some chef's and meet with a contractor about putting in the wine cellar."

"Do you think perhaps that you could help me rearrange some stuff here at the apartment?"

(Okay what is all of this about?)

"Sure no problem. What do you need done?"

"Well first off, we need to move that bed in Preston's room that you two are using away from the wall."

"Trey," I said giving him a dirty look.

Gina blushed and Tristan got a hint of a grin on his face.

"Not a problem bro," he replied. "Anything else?"

"Yeah I'll need your help rearranging my office so that it can accommodate Preston's crib and changing table and get those things moved in there."

Tristan looked over at me grinning; it was my turn to blush.

Gina and I cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen while Trey and Tristan were rearranging the furniture.

"Were we really that loud last night Ty?"

"Uh, well yeah," I answered.

"Gina can I ask you something kind of personal?"

"Sure. We have no secrets."

"What is with the cat screech noises?"

"The what?" she asked clearly not understanding the question.

"You realize that when you are near orgasm you kind of screech like a cat don't you?"

"That wasn't me," she said laughing out loud.

(Oh dear God - I hoped she wasn't going to tell me that it was Tristan!)

"Tristan and I thought it was you!"

"What?"

She was laughing hysterically now.

"Yeah," she said trying to catch her breath.

"We'll cop to the bed banging against the wall; Tristan gets a bit vocal but I swear we heard that cat wailing and thought it was you being pleasured by the Hot Nazi."

"Oh my God," I laughed, feeling my face blush.

Tristan had sat across from me at breakfast thinking that I had done all of that wailing during the night.

"I guess it must have been a cat in heat somewhere in the building then."

"You make sure Tristan knows that it was not me," I said to her.

"I will as long as you let Trey think that it was me," she snickered.

"Gina - why do you like to get under his skin like that?" I chided.

"Because I can girlfriend."

My dad called Sunday evening to update me on the progress he had made.

"Tylar I am pleased to inform you that a federal warrant was served on Matthew Renaud yesterday. He has been taken into federal custody on conspiracy kidnapping charges; harboring a fugitive and obstructing justice for starters. This will keep him locked up while we dig up further proof of his criminal activities."

"So then evidence was found that he was involved with Maggie in kidnapping Preston?"

"Yes. There was direct evidence found in his home. Some infant clothing that was taken into evidence that you will need to identify, as well as information gleaned from his computer and phone records."

"What I don’t understand is why was he involved if there was no intention of asking for a ransom?"

"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?"