Baby Love (Baby #2)(88)
My ears perked up when I heard Trey ask him if he was staying here with us.
"You aren't serious Tristan. What the f*ck?"
I couldn't hear Tristan's response but pretty much figured it out with Trey's next line.
"Yeah right - platonic my ass! What's your deal bro?"
"I realize that Tristan. I just hope that you are a bit more cautious before jumping into another relationship so quickly."
(Pause . . .Tristan is responding to Trey on his end.)
"Whatever you say Tristan. It's one thing to be in business with Gina just take my advice and don't hop into bed with her."
(WTF? That is my best friend he's talking about!)
"Okay, okay. I will butt out. See you in a couple of days then. Don't forget to come up for air."
Trey was chuckling now so it appeared as if the brothers were still on good terms.
He came out to the kitchen where I had just finished unloading the dishwasher. He looked all disheveled from the afternoon he had spent on the couch drinking beer and watching football.
"Did you know that Tristan will be in town tomorrow for the week?"
"I overheard you talking to him about it just now."
(That was the truth.)
"Guess where he's staying?"
"Well from what I overheard it sounded like Gina's?"
"Oh come on Tylar. You already knew about this, didn't you?"
He was giving me an accusatory look.
"So what if I did? It's not my place to tell you everything that concerns my best friend or your brother is it?"
"I certainly hope you aren't playing matchmaker with those two," he warned, furrowing his eyebrows at me.
"Trey this isn't seventh grade. Tristan and Gina are both adults who can navigate their way into a business relationship or a love relationship or a sexual relationship without any outside assistance or interference."
"You are mighty sassy with me tonight aren't you girl?" he said with a smile closing in on me.
He tugged on my ponytail gently, pulling me back against him. His arms circled around me as he lowered his face to kiss the top of my head softly, rocking me back and forth within his arms.
"Is your period over yet baby?" he asked.
"Sorry no," I answered trying to wriggle out of his strong grip.
"Can I interest you in a high protein drink then?" he asked, not loosening his hold on me whatsoever.
"We'll see," I replied.
"You may have a better chance of that if you get out of those sweats you've been in all weekend and shower though."
He chuckled, burrowing his face down into my hair and kissing the back of my neck. He gave me goose bumps.
Just then the sound of glass shattering on the wooden floor in the living room followed by Preston's loud wailing interrupted our play.
"Shit," Trey said racing out of the kitchen and into the living room with me on his heels.
Preston had evidently crawled over to the entrance hall and tried to pull herself up using the legs of a small hall table that was against the wall. The large glass vase that had set atop it had slid off and hit the wooden floor shattering.
Trey scooped her up immediately checking for cuts. Her little face was puckered up crying tears; she buried her face into Trey's chest her thumb finding its way into her mouth.
"I think it just scared her," he said visibly relieved.
"Trey what the hell?" I fumed.
"Why did you take her out of her playpen?"
"Tylar she wanted out. I was on the couch so I put her on the rug with some toys while I watched the game. She was fine crawling around and playing right there with me. I guess when I took the phone calls I got distracted. I didn't think about it when I went into the kitchen to talk to you."
He was stroking her hair and kissing her head.
"I think you need to baby proof the apartment now that she is a toddler."
"Right," I said, rolling my eyes at him.
"What exactly do you think baby-proofing involves Trey? Sticking some shields on electrical sockets and taking everything breakable out of the rooms?"
"Well - yeah," he replied.
"The shields on electrical sockets yes," I replied, "But you still need to be in the same room with the baby. You teach them not to touch certain things that could break or hurt them by telling them 'no' firmly and consistently - do you think you can manage that Trey?"
"I don't know Tylar," he replied in a faux snotty tone, "I seem to have a problem with saying 'no' to you firmly and consistently it would appear."
"Hah, since when?" I scoffed giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Preston looked up from Trey's shoulder and smiled at me.
"Maamaa," she whimpered, twisting away from Trey and reaching for me.
"Did you hear that? She wants her mommy," I crooned taking her from Trey.
"Come on sweet baby girl," I said holding her close to me.
"Let's go see if your diaper needs changing after that scare you just had."
I took her to the nursery and sure enough she had soiled her diaper.
"Stinky girl," I said making a face as I unfastened the tabs on her diaper and lifted her legs up to remove it. She was grinning at me with her thumb in her mouth and jabbering in baby language. I cleaned her up with baby wipes and put a clean diaper on her. I went ahead and dressed her for bed since she got her bath in the morning.