Baby Love (Baby #2)(67)

I looked over at him as he cocked an eyebrow at me taking a spoonful of stew and blowing on it to cool it off.

"So you think that Tristan could make you moan and squeal the way that I do Mrs. Sinclair?"

I wasn't going there as the thoughts of my fantasy from last week surfaced in my mind. I felt myself blush. Trey was watching me.

"Trey you say the silliest things sometimes. I was talking about his not hating the idea of my investment not sex."

"I didn't mean to get you bent out of shape baby," he replied studying my reaction.

"Speaking of Tristan," I said anxious to change the topic of sex, "Are you two still on speaking terms after last night?"

"I think we're good," Trey replied.

"I apologized to him. I was under the influence of alcohol and jealousy after all. My brother knows how I roll."

I was amused when Trey coined my phrase for his own use.

"So you really don't care for Libby either do you?"

"I guess that's no secret anymore," he replied sardonically.

"You know Tylar, I really wanted to like her for Tristan's sake. He hasn't had a serious relationship for several years. Not since Tara. This has just happened so fast and the way she cracks that whip - pardon the pun - is disturbing; at least to me."

"I know," I said, picking at another biscuit.

"Do you think he will see the light before they set a date?"

"I certainly hope so," he replied in a serious tone.

"Getting back to the subject of the club, you will be here with Preston tonight when I have to go in right?"

"Yes, Tylar," he said.

"But you and Gina need to work out your schedules so that I can know in advance as to whether we need to keep Jean on longer during the afternoons when you go in."

"I know honey," I replied.

"I will get with Gina on Sunday we when go over the week's receipts and set a schedule in place. This all just happened so quickly."

"You're telling me."

Preston started squirming in her high chair; her little face was beet red.

(Uh oh - I know that look.)

Trey laughed as he heard her grunt a couple of times with her reddened face.

"Your turn baby," he teased, clearing our dishes. "It sounds like a triple gagger."

Hmmph," I said, lifting her out of the high chair. "Gagging is for wimps."

I gave Trey a smile and a wink as I took the baby into the nursery to clean her up and start her bath.

I played with Preston the rest of the afternoon then put her down for her nap and started getting ready for work. I was really regretting having to be away from Trey on weekends. I knew that once Gina and I worked our schedules out we would make it work. We were after all operating without Ian who had been the heavy-hitter in the business.

Trey came into the bathroom as I was finishing up my make-up. I had pulled my hair up this evening into a ponytail. He slid up behind me, leaning down and placing warm and sensual kisses on my neck.

"Mmmm," I sighed. "I hate leaving."

'I hate that you have to leave baby. I want more of what we had last night."

"Which reminds me," I said. "You and I need to talk about that."

"About what?"

"About the fact that once again we had unprotected sex. Trey I am not ready for another baby yet."

"Oh Christ Tylar, do you think you are going to get pregnant not using birth control one time?"

"Uhh….how did Preston get here sweetie?"

"That had to be a long shot statistically," he remarked.

"Statistics or not Trey I do realize that a diaphragm requires advance planning and it doesn't lend itself to spontaneity; condoms don't let either of us really feel each other. Since I am weaning her off the breast perhaps there are other options I need to explore. I will make an appointment with my doctor okay?"

"Okay sweetie," he replied, "But I do want another baby before too long."

"I would like a couple of years between them. Let's get settled in our new home first. We can start trying again next summer okay?"

"It will be my pleasure Mrs. Sinclair."

"Here," he said, holding up my wedding set that I had once again placed on the vanity while I had put my make-up on and fixed my hair.

"Put this on."



CHAPTER 24



I was nuzzled out of my sleep on Sunday morning by my horny husband wanting to play.

"Trey please," I whined. "I love you seven ways from Sunday baby but I am so tired. I didn't get home until 3:00 a.m"

"I know," he said, kissing my face and neck.

"You are keeping pretty late hours for a married woman."

"Trey -"

"Okay, okay, sweetie. Go back to sleep. I'll take care of our baby this morning. Don't forget though, we are supposed to have lunch with Tristan and Libby at one o'clock."

"Yeah, okay. Make sure I'm up by 11 a.m. please?"

"Will do baby," he said rolling out of bed to get a fussing Preston from her room.

At 11 a.m. Trey was promptly in our room with Preston. He had dressed her horribly. He put her down on the bed where she quickly crawled over to me smiling. She cuddled against me.