is she coming off with this? My baby is freaking due first.)
“Well Ty, suppose we did have the same names selected for a boy? What then?”
Tylar looked at me quizzically. She got that I was getting a little bit irritated with her.
“Well, I don’t know. I guess I haven’t thought it through. I figured you would probably be naming your baby after Tristan.”
“I see,” I replied, “I guess I presumed that you would be naming your baby, if in fact it is a boy, after Trey.”
“Gina, are you pissed off at me for something?”
“Well maybe I am a little bit, girlfriend. I mean for Chrissake, you act like you are the only one with problems. You whine about Trey and Amber constantly; when you’re not whining about them you’re going on about how sick you feel. Now you freakin’ want to lay claim to a boy’s name when you aren’t even fucking sure you’re having one and I am. Plus, my baby is due first.”
“What does that have to do with it?”
“That means I will name him anything I damn well please. I don’t need your permission to do so.”
I saw her tear up immediately. God, now I really felt like a piece of shit.
“Hey Ty, I’m sorry-”
She held her hand up and shook her head.
“Don’t apologize, Gina. You simply said what you felt. I’m sorry that I have burdened you with my problems. I didn’t realize how taxing that must have been for you. I won’t bring either of those topics up to you again. I promise.”
“Tylar-”
We were interrupted when Trey came into the room with the infamous Amber trailing behind him.
“Well hi, Gina. I thought that was your car out front. How are you?”
“Hey Trey, I’m doing fine. Just came out to check on my BFF. We don’t get to see each other much these days.”
Trey looked over at Tylar; he could tell she was upset. He looked quickly back to me. I gave him a non-committal shrug.
Amber cleared her throat beside Trey.
“I’m sorry. Gina, this is our new partner at the firm, Amber Stratton. Amber, this is Gina Hatton.”
Amber held her well-manicured hand out to me, flashing me what was meant to be her totally, intimidating, ‘I-can-have-any-man-I-want’ look. Oh yes, Tylar had reason to hate this bitch.
“Amber, so nice to meet you,” I cooed, flashing her one of my ‘don’t-be-messing-with-my-man’ smiles, with a slight nod of my head to top it off.
“Gina? Are you Tristan’s Gina, then?”
(Now how in the hell did she know that?)
“Well . . . yes. Do you know Tristan?”
I could see that Tylar had taken an immediate interest in the way the conversation was going. She was all ears now.
“Well ‘yes’ and ‘no,’ I guess,” she laughed softly. “I mean I know he is Trey’s older brother; and I know that I’ve caught a glimpse or two of him at The Shady Lady when I’ve been out with friends, but the reason that I put it together just now was from Ian.
(Huh?)
“I beg your pardon?”
I could tell that even Trey’s interest had been sparked by that one.
“Oh I am sorry,” she said, managing to produce a soft blush on her cheeks. “I suppose that is a
“Well Ty, suppose we did have the same names selected for a boy? What then?”
Tylar looked at me quizzically. She got that I was getting a little bit irritated with her.
“Well, I don’t know. I guess I haven’t thought it through. I figured you would probably be naming your baby after Tristan.”
“I see,” I replied, “I guess I presumed that you would be naming your baby, if in fact it is a boy, after Trey.”
“Gina, are you pissed off at me for something?”
“Well maybe I am a little bit, girlfriend. I mean for Chrissake, you act like you are the only one with problems. You whine about Trey and Amber constantly; when you’re not whining about them you’re going on about how sick you feel. Now you freakin’ want to lay claim to a boy’s name when you aren’t even fucking sure you’re having one and I am. Plus, my baby is due first.”
“What does that have to do with it?”
“That means I will name him anything I damn well please. I don’t need your permission to do so.”
I saw her tear up immediately. God, now I really felt like a piece of shit.
“Hey Ty, I’m sorry-”
She held her hand up and shook her head.
“Don’t apologize, Gina. You simply said what you felt. I’m sorry that I have burdened you with my problems. I didn’t realize how taxing that must have been for you. I won’t bring either of those topics up to you again. I promise.”
“Tylar-”
We were interrupted when Trey came into the room with the infamous Amber trailing behind him.
“Well hi, Gina. I thought that was your car out front. How are you?”
“Hey Trey, I’m doing fine. Just came out to check on my BFF. We don’t get to see each other much these days.”
Trey looked over at Tylar; he could tell she was upset. He looked quickly back to me. I gave him a non-committal shrug.
Amber cleared her throat beside Trey.
“I’m sorry. Gina, this is our new partner at the firm, Amber Stratton. Amber, this is Gina Hatton.”
Amber held her well-manicured hand out to me, flashing me what was meant to be her totally, intimidating, ‘I-can-have-any-man-I-want’ look. Oh yes, Tylar had reason to hate this bitch.
“Amber, so nice to meet you,” I cooed, flashing her one of my ‘don’t-be-messing-with-my-man’ smiles, with a slight nod of my head to top it off.
“Gina? Are you Tristan’s Gina, then?”
(Now how in the hell did she know that?)
“Well . . . yes. Do you know Tristan?”
I could see that Tylar had taken an immediate interest in the way the conversation was going. She was all ears now.
“Well ‘yes’ and ‘no,’ I guess,” she laughed softly. “I mean I know he is Trey’s older brother; and I know that I’ve caught a glimpse or two of him at The Shady Lady when I’ve been out with friends, but the reason that I put it together just now was from Ian.
(Huh?)
“I beg your pardon?”
I could tell that even Trey’s interest had been sparked by that one.
“Oh I am sorry,” she said, managing to produce a soft blush on her cheeks. “I suppose that is a
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