Baby Love (Baby #2)(54)

"Yes. Trey told me told me that when he came back up to our room. He was bothered by it I could tell but then he convinced himself it was an accident."

I shared with her the rest of it about the apology and then about what I had observed on the dance floor.

I changed Preston's diaper and got her into her pajamas.

"Tylar I can see that she craves male attention. Nigel said that the whole time they were touring the winery expansion it was all about her. Did you know that once Tristan gets his staff hired he is moving to Atlanta to live with her?"

"No," I said aghast. "It must be way serious."

"Hmm, on Tristan's part maybe but certainly not on hers."

"Thank you," I said, picking the baby up preparing to nurse her one last time before bed.

"That is exactly what I told Trey; Tristan is all about her but she's all about something else."

"I agree with you."

Just then there was a tap on the door.

"Who is it?" both Tess and I called out together.

"It's Bonnie," the voice slurred. Caroline!

"Come on in," Tess invited.

"It'll be okay," she said quietly to me.

Caroline came in with a glass of wine in her hand.

"I have one question," she slurred.

"Who the hell is that bitch that is all but naked down there shaking her fig leaves at every guy in the room?"

Tess and I both snickered. Libby's ears had to be burning. It was kind of comical to see Caroline appearing to be just a normal drunk jealous wife.

"She's got Landon out there dancing now. She's already been shaking her booty out there with Nigel and then with Trey," she said.

"What!" Tess and I both shrieked at the same time.

"Yep," she said, shaking her head up and down then taking a gulp of her wine.

"Just thought you girls would want to know. I'm headed back down to make sure my man isn't pruning her fig bush. I suggest you two do the same."

She walked out of the room keeping her staggering to a minimum.

"Hey she's right; we need to get back down there Tylar," Tess said.

"I've got to nurse Preston now, Tess. You go ahead."

"Okay," she said reluctantly. "Just know that I have your back."

"Thanks Tess," I smiled as she left.

I lay Preston on the bed while I slipped out of my costume and pulled the covers back on my side of the bed. I lifted her up and into my arms, snuggling beneath the covers with her.

I flipped the television on and nestled her against me. She latched onto my breast like a pro, watching me the whole time she nursed. I looked over at the bedside clock. It was only 10:30. Of course everyone was drinking alcohol except me. I'm sure it made for a great party.

It pissed me off to know that Trey had danced with her, drinking or not. He had certainly put a stop to my asking Tristan to dance.

I looked down at Preston and her little brows were furrowed as if she sensed I was upset about something.

"It’s okay baby girl," I said to her smiling. "I warn you though, Mommy better never find out that you were in public wearing nothing but fig leaves. Do you hear me?"

She stopped nursing to give me a smile. I kissed her forehead and we both drifted off to sleep.

I wasn't sure how much later it was when Trey stumbled into our bedroom, flicking on the overhead light.

"Why the hell didn't you come back down to the party," he asked, slightly inebriated.

"Shhh, Trey," I cautioned. "You're going to wake the baby up."

"What the hell is she doing in here? Her crib is in my parents' room."

"We fell asleep," I said, irritated with his attitude about Preston being in here with me.

"Here baby," he said, reaching for her.

"Let me take her on down to their room. They're getting ready for bed so they will be in there with her."

"Are you drunk?" I asked.

"I've had a few," he admitted, "But no, I'm not drunk-drunk, just a little buzzed-buzzed is all."

If I hadn’t been butt naked under the sheets I would have carried her down. As it was, I felt he could manage getting her there in one piece. I climbed out of bed and got into my nightgown and finished up in the bathroom before he got back.

When he returned I was still under the covers.

"Jesus Christ," he commented, getting out of his costume and into his pj pants and a t-shirt.

"Mom and Dad are fit to be tied about Tristan's girlfriend. I had to listen to them go on for a full ten minutes or more."

"Why are they fit to be tied?"

"Why do you think Tylar? They didn't exactly appreciate her costume."

He went into the bathroom where I heard him pee and then brush his teeth. Once finished he climbed into bed with me. It was after 1:00 a.m.

"Hey, you missed the best part of Tristan's party," he commented, pulling me next to him so that he could caress my breasts.

"Oh? What part was that?"

"When they sang Happy Birthday and toasted him. Then he made a toast and announced his engagement to Libby?"

"What?" I sat up in bed. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah," he grinned, "You should see the rock he gave her. I told you they were all about each other."