Baby Love (Baby #2)(49)

"I am going to have to beat the shit out of a bunch of horny cavemen I can see."

"Oh Trey," I had laughed, "There's only one horny caveman that I am interested in."

"Just make sure it stays that way baby," he had said in his smooth and silky voice, planting his hands on my ass and pulling me towards him.

We had been setting the record with our sexapades these days. I simply couldn't get enough of my husband and he couldn't get enough of me.

When we got to his parents house we were met at the door by Susan who promptly took Preston from Tristan and headed off down the hall with her.

"Nice to see you too, Mom," Trey called after her helping me off with my coat.

Thatcher was there in a moment helping with our luggage and putting coats away.

Tristan had disappeared upstairs so Trey and I made our way back to the family room to greet Clive and catch up on everything.

"Tylar," Susan whispered after we had been there for several minutes. She had handed Preston off to Trey. "Come in the kitchen with me for a moment?"

I followed her into the kitchen puzzled by the secrecy.

"Listen," she said, her voice still lowered as if she felt someone might overhear her.

"This gal Libby that Tristan invited up from Atlanta - I'm not real sure about her."

"What do you mean, Susan?"

"I mean she is very hard to read. He seems totally intrigued with her but I'm not so sure. My motherly instincts are raising hell. Have you and Trey met her yet?"

"No - no we haven't," I replied.

"Well I certainly won't say any more then because I don't want to pass any bias that I might have on to either of you. I'll let you be your own judges."

Just then Tristan came into the kitchen holding hands with someone I presumed was Libby.

"There she is," he said in his warm voice, "Libs this is my favorite sister-in-law, Tylar. Tylar please meet Libby Michaels. She lives in Atlanta, too."

I held my hand out to Libby and she grasped mine with her own. She looked to be in her early thirties; she was tall and slender with long blond hair. Everything about her was perfectly manicured and in place.

"Tylar," she said, "Tristan is constantly talking about you, Trey and your adorable baby girl. You brought her with you didn't you?"

"Of course they did," Susan spoke up.

"Come and meet my son Trey and my grandbaby Preston."

We all went back to the family room. I noticed how Tristan settled Libby into a chair and then sat on the arm of it, keeping her hand in his. He seemed totally infatuated with her. When she was introduced to Trey I couldn't help noticing how her eyes lit up when she smiled and took his hand. It was possible that Susan's bias had caused me to be more attentive to her actions as a result, but it seemed as if Libby's hand lingered in Trey's a bit longer than necessary; even now it was if she continued to watch him as he held Preston in his lap.

"So Libby," I started, "What do you do in Atlanta?"

"I'm the Director of Marketing at Sexabella Products," she stated very matter-of-factly.

I glanced over at Trey meeting his amused glance. He knew I was going to ask the question.

"And what exactly are Sexabella products?" I inquired.

"We distribute a full line of sexual enhancement products that include clothing, novelties, toys, videos, books and gadgets."

I wasn't about to ask her to further define "gadgets." My cheeks were already warm with my blush.

Susan cleared her throat asking if anyone cared for something to drink. I offered to help her as we escaped to the kitchen.

"You see what I mean Tylar? Coming out like that and admitting that she markets perverted products," Susan hissed, shaking her head.

"Now Mom," I replied finding it difficult not to laugh.

"Just because she markets those types of things does not necessarily mean that she is perverted. I'm sure Tristan can handle it."

I inadvertently snickered and caught her frown.

"Well I am telling you this Tylar. She has been here for three days and Tristan is supposed to be getting his staff in place at the winery he's expanding here and she is not letting him out of that bedroom!"

"Shhh," I whispered unable to suppress my giggles. "They are going to hear you out there. I'm sure it's just a thing that will eventually peter out."

Susan started giggling when I said that, hugging me.

"I've sure missed you honey," she said.

"I'm so glad my Trey has you; I'm even happy for Nigel and Tess who will be here tomorrow morning. I just still worry about my Tristan. I wish you had a twin sister for him."

We were interrupted when Trey came in holding Preston who was squirming and starting to fuss a bit.

"I think she's hungry baby," he said, bringing her to me.

I held my arms out and she reached over to me leaving Trey's arms.

"I'll take her up to our suite and feed her."

"Want some company?" Trey asked giving me a sheepish grin.

"Sure sweetie."

Once Trey and I were in the seclusion of our suite, he turned on the flat screen and settled next to me on the bed. Preston was cuddled in my arms nursing.