Baby Love (Baby #2)(69)

"Nope - dead serious. She's quite a piece of work. I can't believe Tristan tolerates her shit."

"I can’t either," I said cutting into my Spanish omelet.

"Tristan said to let you know he will stop by the club Monday afternoon before he heads back to Bristol to discuss his business proposition. What's that about?"

"Oh," I replied, "Tristan is interested in buying into the club. He wants to distribute his wine in this area and said something about having the Sanctuary carry it exclusively."

"Sounds like he might want to buy you out," Trey commented.

"Would that please you Trey?"

"I'm not going to lie Tylar; it would make me happy. Ultimately that is your decision to make."

I asked Trey to drop me by the club on our way home so that I could help Gina get the weekly receipts categorized for the accountant.

"How long will you be there today?" he questioned, not hiding his irritation.

"Don't worry. I'll have Gina drop me back at home so you can watch football uninterrupted."

"It's not that baby. We haven't seen each other all weekend. I work through the week and now you will be working mostly weekends and some evenings during the week. When will we have our time?"

"We'll figure it out Trey."

I leaned over and gave him a kiss before I got out of the car. Gina's car was in the lot along with the cleaning crew's van. We were out of there in about an hour and a half. I mentioned to her as she drove me home about Tristan's interest in the club. I hoped she would be receptive to it.

"Hey I've got no problem with hearing his proposal tomorrow," she said. "It just better not include that blonde bitch he's engaged to."

"Not too many people in the Libby fan club it seems," I replied. "Finally you and Trey agree on something."

"So the Hot Nazi doesn't care for her either?"

"He can't stand her. Are you surprised?"

She shrugged and continued driving.

"What Gina?"

"Well I didn't say anything the other night because it was obvious that you were already knee-deep in drama, but that chick was all over Trey every time Tristan went to piss or got another drink at the bar."

"What?" I screeched, fuming that Gina had not told me this until now.

"Calm down Tylar. It wasn't like Trey reciprocated or asked for the attention. You know damn well I'd have taken action on my own if that was the case."

"Define 'all over Trey' for me please."

"Well she would touch him you know? Like if she laughed she would toss her hair back and brush her hand against his shoulder or chest. Lean into him - stuff like that. I could tell Trey was not comfortable with it at all."

I relayed to Gina the episode this afternoon at the restaurant with Libby.

"You know Ty, Tristan is a gorgeous man and Libby is pretty enough I guess, but it seems to me that he is way too good for her."

"I totally agree. I think his whole blindness to her is because he really wants marriage and a family. I'd like to think that Trey and I might have played a part in influencing him in that direction."

Gina gave me a sidelong glance.

"What?"

"Does Tristan have a clue as to how much you two fight?"

"We don't fight that much Gina. We just disagree at times but then we work it out."

"I guess you're right. It seems to be working whatever it is. See you tomorrow girlfriend."

She dropped me at the curb and I went through the lobby of our apartment building. Trey was stretched out on the couch watching football when I got in. Preston was napping.

I kicked my boots off and curled up on the couch with Trey. He pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. I ended up falling asleep in his arms.

He woke me when the game was over asking me if I was hungry.

"I am but I don't feel like cooking anything," I whined.

We ordered a pizza to be delivered. Preston was awake so I went ahead and bathed her while we waited for the pizza. I dressed her in pajamas and put her in her playpen with her favorite toys.

Trey brought our pizza into the living room so he could watch the later games. He had a bottle of beer and had poured a glass of wine for me. I dug into the pizza. I sipped on the wine slowly as I had a one glass limit while still nursing.

"Trey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure baby," he replied wiping his mouth with a napkin as he grabbed another slice of pizza.

"Has Libby hit on you?"

He paused with the slice of pizza in midair.

"What did Gina tell you?"

(Hmm. There must be more than what Gina told me or maybe something happened Gina didn't see. . .)

"Never mind what Gina told me. I want to hear your version of it."

"I should have told you sooner Tylar. I'm sorry. Gina was eyeballing us all evening so I imagine she just couldn't wait to tell you."

I was starting to get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach but I needed to stay calm. I needed him to tell me what he thought I already knew. I downed the rest of my wine.

"I'm waiting to hear your version of this Trey."

"The other night at the club, Tristan got up to use the restroom. Libby was telling me a joke that she had heard at work. Naturally it was one of those X-rated jokes but it was funny and I laughed. She was laughing too and then she sort of leaned into me and put her hand on my crotch and started feeling around."