Baby Love (Baby #2)(72)

"I can guarantee you Tristan that you and Gina will butt heads. You will never be bored so enjoy it."

We returned downstairs where Tristan talked briefly to Gina. They arranged to meet at her accountant's office the following day. Tristan delayed his return for another day in order to do this. I figured he was as good as her partner now which would free me back up and make Trey happy as well.

I noticed that Libby was extremely quiet upon our return. She was sipping water and filing her nails, pretty much ignoring the rest of us. Gina had made a call to her accountant and the meeting was set for 10 a.m. the following morning.

Gina handed Tristan a piece of paper with the name and the address of her accountant written on it. Tristan and Libby left. Gina locked the doors back up behind them.

When she returned to the bar she had a shit-eating grin going big time.

"What did you do?" I asked her.

"A video is worth ten thousand words Ty. Why don't I show you?"

She grabbed her I-Phone off of the register and pressed some buttons to bring up the video. She placed it on the bar for me to watch.

The video showed Libby sitting on the bar stool she had just vacated. I could hear Gina's voice behind the bar.

"You know Libby I was working this end of the bar last Friday night when you, Tristan and Trey were sitting right over at that booth there."

"Yeah I remember," Libby answered.

"Take a look over there at the booth you were sitting at and look up at the ceiling. What do you see?"

"Looks like track lighting to me," she said.

"You're only partially correct on that," Gina said.

"I don't understand-"

"Some of it is lighting for spotlighting the dance floor, but there are also closed-circuit cameras camouflaged in with the lighting as well. We have to do that to minimize theft and for crowd control on busy nights here. The video is streamed in so that it can be watched live from my office in the back and it is also backed up on my computer."

I could see Libby get nervous as Gina continued.

"I saw what you did to Trey that night when Tristan went to the restroom. I saw it on the playback video that is backed up on my PC. With some technical enhancement I was even able to pick up the audio portion where you said you wanted to do both him and Tristan. That is what you said after you tried to massage his Johnson and he pushed your hand away."

"What is it to you Gina?" she asked haughtily.

"Well first of all Tylar is my best friend and you hit on her husband."

"So what? He didn't take the bait did he? That was his loss."

"Secondly hitting on your fiancé's brother is usually not a very smart thing to do. It causes a family rift."

"What do I care about a family rift? There is no way I'm marrying dude anyhow. He is turning out to be way too white bread for me. I need more spice in my life; mix it up a little, you know?"

Gina told her that she was pathetic.

"How so? Because I happened to want to f*ck Trey? Hey, I was fully prepared to let Tristan watch while his younger brother f*cked me."

Libby continued on as if she had choreographed the scenario in her mind.

"Tristan would have been given the opportunity of punishing me for it later. Then we would have had some good make-up sex as a threesome so there would have been no hard feelings amongst the brothers. We all would have been satisfied."

"You're kind of a twisted bitch aren't you?" Gina asked.

"Hey don't judge me honey. I just happen to know what I like and I go for it. Maybe your best friend there is happy in her little married world with a snotty nosed kid clinging to her tits all day; maybe she enjoys wiping up her baby's shitty little ass, but that doesn't happen to be the life that I want."

"What about what Tristan wants?"

"Like I said, there won't be a marriage. Do you know how many of these things I've collected over the years?"

Libby held her hand up and splayed her fingers for the video displaying the beautiful diamond engagement ring that Tristan had given her.

"No," Gina answered, the disgust apparent in her voice, "How many?"

"Six," she said proudly. "I've kept them all."

The video stopped at that point as it had reached capacity. It was more than enough to show Tristan what she was about.

"Gina you are brilliant. Let's go to your office I want to watch that downloaded clip of her trying to grope Trey's crotch last Friday."

"There isn't any video Ty. I lied about all of that just to make her think I could present it to Tristan if I so desired. You can tell by my phone video she doesn't give a shit whether I do or not."

(Damn! I had really hoped that Gina had her trying to feel Trey up on a video. Part of me wanted to make sure he had removed her hand quickly.)

"Gina you need to send that video to my phone so that I can show it to Trey when he gets home. I'll let him decide how he wants to handle it with Tristan."

"Sure enough. It's on its way now."

We finished up at the bar and then locked up. Gina said that she would be at the apartment the following day by one o'clock to stay with Preston. Our flight left at 3:30. Gina didn't work again until Wednesday afternoon so Jean would be coming over to stay with Preston until Trey and I got home Wednesday night.