Baby Love Lite (33 page)

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When Trey got back, both Preston and I'd
fallen asleep in the bed. I felt him lift her from me.

“
Let her stay please? I
haven’t seen her in nearly two days.”

“
We're not starting that
habit again. Besides I've some plans for this bed tonight that no
one under the age of eighteen's permitted to witness," he replied,
giving me his devilish smile.

He cuddled her to him and carried her back to
the nursery. He was showered and in bed within ten minutes. He
pulled me to him, gently taking my pajama top off and lowering the
silk pants. I hadn’t put panties on once I'd changed so he had a
clear field.

“
Is your diaphragm in,
baby?” he asked.

“
No, Trey, it
isn’t.”

“
Do you want to rectify that
situation now?”

“
I don’t know why I should.
My period's two weeks late as it is.”

“
What? Why didn’t you tell
me?”

“
I think I just
did.”

“
Tylar, for Chrissake are
you pregnant for sure? Why're you being so cavalier about
it?”

“
I don’t know
anything
for sure
.
I know that when a woman breast feeds her cycles can be irregular.
I also know that I haven’t had enough of it just being ‘Preston
Only’ time before we bring another baby into the mix and that’s not
fair.”

“
What do you mean,
sweetie?”

“
I mean that I want to enjoy
Preston’s firsts without having another baby on the horizon. Her
first words, her first steps.”

“
Her first date?” Trey
asked.

“
That’s not fair Trey, and
you know it! I want more children. I just want them spaced apart so
we can enjoy the individuality of each of them.”

“
Sweetie,” he said, pulling
me into his arms and kissing my hair and my face, “If you're
pregnant that doesn’t take away from any of Preston’s
firsts.”

“
I just love her so much. I
don’t think I could ever love another child like I do
her.”

“
I think all mothers
probably think like that, babe. I mean I can’t say for sure, but
maybe it’s something you could ask Mom about?”

I looked up at him and saw his beautiful
caring face. Of course, he was right. It was easy to see how much
Susan loved all of her boys. Nigel and Tristan were barely two
years apart and I couldn’t see any partiality with the way she
treated them. He lowered his face to mine, kissing me sweetly and
lovingly. I laced my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me,
loving the feel of his naked body against mine.

I pushed him back against the mattress
suddenly hungry for the feel and taste of him. I straddled him with
my nakedness and began a slow, sensual path with my tongue on his
lips. We kissed gently at first, allowing the passion to build up.
My breasts rested against his chest and I felt his hands massaging
and capturing my nipples in a pleasurable and painful grip. My sex
was wet for him and only him.

I raised myself up and lowered myself down
onto his engorged shaft, loving how it felt within me. Trey placed
his hands on each of my hips and gently raised me up and then
lowered me down on his shaft over and over again. He moaned with
pleasure each time I fully possessed his manhood within me. I moved
my hips in a circular motion as Trey continued the rhythmic up and
down lifting of me onto his shaft.

“
Baby, you feel so good,” he
moaned with pleasure, increasing the rhythm a bit. I could feel the
swelling of my G-Spot; my contractions were squeezing his manhood
into sweet release. I leaned over allowing my breasts to brush
against his face. His hand reached out and captured one. He placed
his mouth on the rosy peak and he suckled hard from it drawing
pleasurable moans from me. I rocked harder and faster back and
forth on him. “God baby, I can’t hold it - I need to come. .
.”

I felt Trey tense up and I knew to stop my
movements as I felt his manhood pulsate within me; his thumb found
my clitoris and lightly rolled it back and forth drawing my orgasm
out to its full potential. I moaned in pleasure as both of my
orgasms unfolded at once.

“
I love you so much, baby.
You're my angel,” he gasped. I leaned over and found his mouth with
mine as my orgasm was winding down.

“
I love you,
Trey.”

When I got up the next morning a little after
sex to use the bathroom I discovered I'd gotten my period. How
strange. I immediately burst into tears. Trey knocked on the
bathroom door having heard me.

“
What?” I asked
sobbing.

“
Baby, are you okay?” he
asked. “Can I come in?”

“
Yes,” I wailed between
sobs.

When Trey came in, he saw me sitting on the
toilet.

“
What happened?” he asked
his face going pale.

“
I got my period,” I
sobbed.

“
Well, honey,” he said. “I
mean, isn’t that a good thing? I know you didn’t want a baby this
soon after Preston so everything's good, right?”

“
Maybe I somehow caused it.
I mean I was two weeks late and then I bitched about it and the
next day I started. Maybe God caused me to not be pregnant
anymore.”

“
Sweetheart that's not how
it works.”

“
How do you know? Look at
Tess and Nigel so much wanting to have a baby and they can’t. Then
here I am, thinking I’m Fertile Myrtle and maybe I’m really
not.”

“
Honey,” he said smiling and
capturing my face within his hands and kissing me softly. “I
personally guarantee you that you will carry all of the children I
can possibly give you. You were born to be a mother amongst other
things.”

He was smiling at me and I knew that Trey
knew me better than myself at times.

“
Oh Honey," sobbed, “You
totally get me. I love you.”

“
I adore you, baby. So let’s
not freak out about this, okay? Just think about how happy going
forward, we are that Preston won’t be over-shadowed on her
‘firsts’?”

I finished up in the bathroom so Trey could
shower before work. He'd been working out at the gym after work
lately so he could sleep in with me. He was dressed, shaved and
looking impeccable in his newest Armani suit when he came out to
the kitchen carrying Preston.

“
Look who was standing up in
her bed chanting, 'da-da-da' when I went into her room to check on
her.”

“
No, she didn’t!” I said,
putting a waffle on his plate.

Preston was grinning sporting her two
emerging bottom teeth. I went over to her holding my hands out for
her. She reached for me and I took her into my arms.

“
Say ‘Ma-Ma’ for me,
Preston.”

Trey chuckled and sat down to his breakfast;
I took Preston into the living room continuing to repeat ‘Ma-Ma’ to
her as I settled down on the sofa with her preparing to nurse.

Trey kissed us both before he left for work.
He said he was going to work out and would be home around
seven.

“
I’ll be at the club this
evening, remember?”

“
Oh, that’s right. Well,
maybe I’ll stop by after the gym to see you before going home,
how’s that?”

“
I’d like that provided you
don’t assault any more patrons.”

“
Very funny, Mrs. Sinclair,”
he said, leaning down to give me another kiss.

Preston and I got our baths and dressed for
our day together. I dressed her in dark green leggings with a
matching sweater and put the new ‘One eye Monster’ Ugg knit boots
and hat set on her that I'd bought for her at the airport in Baton
Rouge.

Trey'd made a comment about the cost of the
baby couture but then suggested a different color than the one I'd
selected for her. I started a crock pot dinner so that Jean would
have something to eat and wouldn’t have to worry about making
Trey’s dinner. Since I was going out to the new house in the
morning, Jean was staying overnight.

I had to meet with the decorator and select
colors for the rooms and window treatments. The flooring in the
downstairs was completed. I still had to make my selections for the
second floor carpeting and light fixtures.

Trey and I'd discussed a full-time
arrangement with Jean. There was plenty of room if she was amenable
to being a live-in. Once the horses arrived, they'd be my
responsibility. Trey wanted me to finish college so I needed to see
about getting my credits transferred to a local university. I'd be
a part-time student and hopefully could take a good portion of the
remaining classes online.

I'd suggested to Trey that I'd like to give
riding lessons since we had the horses and the land; possibly offer
boarding as well since the stables would accommodate more horses
than we intended to move from Bristol. He was amenable to that
especially since it permitted me to spend a lot of time with
Preston. I'd every intention of getting her up on a horse’s back
just as soon as she was old enough.

The day seemed to fly by. Too soon, I was
putting on my tight little skirt and blouse and killer shoes to
head down to the club. I only had to work until 11:00 p.m. tonight
as Eddie was closing.

Gina had scheduled me to work at the main bar
with her downstairs. Eddie was training a new bartender upstairs
since it wasn’t quite as busy this time in the evening. The
downstairs bars tended to get more of the happy hour crowd until
around 7:00 p.m. Then there was a lull until the band started at
nine.

“
So,” I said to Gina as she
was filling the ice machine, “what did Tristan want the other day
when he called in and you had to cut our call short?”

Gina got a sly smile on her face at my
question. “Being kind of nosey there aren’t you, girlfriend?”

“
Not at all; I just wondered
if he was still interested in investing. Trey seemed to think he
might be backing out after reading the financials.”

“
No, I don’t think he'll be
backing out of anything. I think Tristan has some major interest,”
she said giggling. "As a matter of fact, Tristan will be back in
town before Thanksgiving. He needs to talk to me about the
particulars. I think you'll be having one more for
dinner.”

“
Really?”

I wondered if he'd said anything to Trey
about being here over Thanksgiving. “Is he planning on staying at
the apartment with us?”

Gina actually blushed for the first time ever
in front of me. She stammered a bit with her answer. “Well,
actually I told him that he was more than welcome to crash at my
place. I mean it’s closer to the club and all. He wants to talk
about making some changes at the club. I’m not sure of the extent
he wants to change it but he’s offered to put in an additional
$100,000 after he buys you out. I’m kind of excited to hear his
ideas.”

I was thoroughly amused and thoroughly happy
if things were indeed moving ahead with Gina and Tristan. I still
believed that they were perfect for one another.

“
Well, you do have that
spare bedroom at your condo, Gina. It makes perfect sense to me
that he would stay there.”

“
Very funny, Ty, I know what
you’re thinking. You have a dirty mind just like that husband of
yours! By the way, please honor our BFF confidentiality
here?”

“
What do you
mean?”

“
Please don’t tell the Hot
Nazi where Tristan's staying, okay?”

“
You know I won’t if you
don’t want me to; what's the big deal?”

“
It’s just I really like
Tristan, but we're taking the friendship route."

“
I don’t understand. You
seem to be crushing on him big time! He seems charmed by you, so
what's the problem?”

“
I don’t want to be his
‘bridge bitch,’ that’s all.”

“
What the hell is a ‘bridge
bitch’?”

“
You know - it’s the chick
that gets the guy after his heart's been broken, helps him get
through it and then prepares him to meet his next serious
relationship which, by the way, ain’t her. She essentially bridges
him from his past relationship to his next serious
relationship.”

The bar started filling up so we didn’t get
the opportunity to discuss Tristan any further.

I was making a couple of skinny martinis for
a table of young women clearly having happy hour after work. I was
reaching for the shaker when I heard Gina.

“
Holy shit. This can’t be
good.”

I followed her gaze and saw a very pissed-off
Libby approaching the bar. We didn’t have bouncers at the club this
early as it was just a little after 6:00 p.m. Libby was dressed in
dark purple leather. Leather pants, a leather jacket, and leather
boots covered her tall, thin body. She was making fast, angry
strides to where Gina was standing at the bar. I moved closer to
Gina to let her know I had her back.

“
You bitch!” Libby shouted
at Gina, causing the patrons at the bar to look over quickly. “I
know you video recorded our conversation the other day and gave it
to Tristan. What the hell were you hoping to
accomplish?”

I stepped up to the bar before Gina had a
chance to respond.

“
Hey, it was me, Libby. I’m
the one that told Gina to send the video to my cell phone so that I
could show it to Trey. It was Trey’s decision to share it with
Tristan. They're brothers you know?”