Baby Love Lite by Andrea Smith Page A

that
Ian would cheat on her was unfathomable to me. He seemed so totally
devoted to her. The same way that Trey was devoted to me.
    “ We’ve had problems in the
bedroom,” she admitted.
    “ Since when?” I asked
totally dumbfounded.
    “ Since we’ve been trying to
get pregnant and not being able to,” she sobbed. “I know that I’ve
been putting a lot of pressure on Ian to go to his doctor and get
checked. It’s just that having the man checked first is way easier
than having fertility testing done on a woman. My own doctor told
me that.”
    I nodded, waiting for her to continue.
    “ Ian has been putting it off
and putting it off. He’s too busy at the club, or let’s give it
another month - always another fucking excuse.”
    She stopped to get a tissue out of her purse
to wipe her nose. “Anyway, last night I knew he had to close the
club so I thought I'd surprise him and go there at closing wearing
nothing under my trench coat except some edible undies I bought in
his favorite flavor. I get to the club and David the bartender is
cleaning up downstairs. He tells me that Ian is up in his office
going over the nightly receipts. I go up to his office and he’s in
there all right. He sure as hell wasn’t counting any receipts
though!”
    At this point Gina broke out into loud
sobbing. “He was on the couch in his office humping Shelly, the
upstairs bartender who is like 21 years old!”
    “ Oh, my God! I'm so sorry.
What did you do?”
    “ I freaked out, naturally. I
called him every name in the book and then turned to the skank and
wished her luck. I told her not to worry about birth control
because the fucker was shooting blanks! Then I left, went home and
packed his suitcase. I left it on the front stoop. Do you think
Trey will represent me in my divorce?”
    “ Slow down,” I advised.
“Don’t do anything rash, just yet.”
    “ What the hell, Tylar? Do
you mean to tell me that if you caught Trey with his bare ass up in
the air slamming his dick into some random chick you wouldn’t beat
a fast path to a lawyer?”
    “ Trey would never . .
.”
    I realized how that sounded to someone who
had never considered that her husband was capable of such an act of
betrayal, either.
    “ Excuse me, Tylar; I don’t
mean to burst your happy balloon here but don’t you think that I'd
that same kind of trust with Ian?”
    “ I’m sorry; of course you
did. I’m just totally shocked by this. I mean you're right. You had
every reason to trust Ian just as much as I trust Trey. Is it
possible that he was just caught at a weak moment? Is your marriage
worth saving? What about counseling?”
    “ I can’t exist in a marriage
where my trust has been shattered. Maybe some women can but to use
your line: I don’t roll that way!”
    She started sobbing again. I hugged her and
listened to her as she ranted and raved and then cried again.
    “ Do you want to stay here
with Trey and me for a few days, Gina? You know, maybe if you just
put some time and distance between you and Ian, you can get some
perspective.”
    “ Why do I need
perspective?”
    “ Well, because you know Ian
has to come home sooner or later at some point when he feels you've
cooled off and aren’t likely to pull a Lorena Bobbitt on
him.”
    For the first time I saw a flicker of
amusement cross her face. “No, Ty, I need to be at our condo. Ian
might change the locks and then I'll be shit out of luck.”
    I knew that Ian would never do that. So did
Gina. Deep down inside, Gina wanted some type of explanation from
Ian, something to assure her that his infidelity wasn't about her
sexual prowess or attractiveness. “Do you want to stay and have
dinner with us? I mean, Trey doesn’t practice family law, but I’m
sure he can recommend an attorney at his firm if that's the path
you really want to take.”
    “ Thanks, Ty, but I don’t
think that I could handle having the Hot Nazi feeling sorry for me.
He might actually be pleasant to me and I know