Be My Baby

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Authors: Andrea Smith
Tags: Erótica, Contemporary Fiction, alpha male, romantic fiction, romatic trilogy
over himself. He
said you were too good for Trey!"
    (Holy shit - I bet that didn't go over
well!)
    "Oh my God Gina - I don't want to be the
reason that Tristan and Trey stop speaking to one another."
    "Ty, for crying out loud. Someone had to put
the Hot Nazi in his place and my man was just the person to do it.
Having said that, I still think that you need to keep the lines of
communication open with Trey to some extent."
    "Okay, okay," I said wearily, "Between you
and my dad nagging at me I promise the both of you I will give Trey
a call."
    "Good," she said, "Now how was your
day?"
    "I spent about three grand on pampering," I
replied.
    "Excellent," she said.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER 6
     
    I took a shower and got ready for bed. I had
promised both my father and Gina that I would call Trey. I was
nervous about talking to him. I wasn't sure what I had to say to
him.
    It was after 10 p.m. Generally he was up
till 11:00 or so. I breathed a sigh of relief when my call went to
his voice mail. I was more comfortable leaving him a message.
    "Trey, it's me. My dad said that he had
spoken to you earlier today. I was just out and about getting
pampered and doing some shopping. Everything is okay here. Let me
know when Preston is coming home. Take care."
    There. I had kept it short and to the point.
There was no need for Trey to worry about me while I was down here
with my father. I wasn't his responsibility. I missed Preston
though. Right now I simply needed to focus on myself however
selfish that sounded.
    The following afternoon I went down to the
barn to see the horses. My father employed two guys for the stables
and the grounds full-time. They lived up over the stables in loft
apartments. I had met the older guy on my last visit. His name was
Larry. Today there was a younger guy inside grooming one of the new
Arabians my father had purchased.
    "Are you Danny?" I asked as I approached the
stall.
    "Who's asking?" he said looking over at
me.
    "I guess I am," I remarked rolling my eyes.
"Margo said that you were working with the horses today while Larry
is repairing the fence line. I wanted to take one of the horses out
on the trail."
    "And you would be?" he asked.
    "I'm sorry," I said, "I'm Judge Tylar's
daughter, Tylar."
    He stopped what he was doing with the horse
and looked over at me with a grin. He was cute with some bad-boy
charm going for him. I judged him to be in his mid to late
twenties. He had dark blond hair with blue eyes. He had a lean,
muscular build.
    "Do you mean you were actually named 'Tylar
Tylar' at some point?"
    "No," I laughed thinking about how one might
presume that, "It's kind of a long story."
    "Well I got time 'Little Bit' if you'd like
to tell me. My name is Danny Duvall."
    He held his hand out to me and I shook it.
It was warm and strong.
    "Tylar Sinclair," I said smiling. "Maybe
I'll tell you all about it sometime. Is it okay if I saddle up
Jasmine?"
    "Sure thing. Can you lift the saddle up that
high?"
    "I think I can manage, Danny," I replied
walking to where the freshly polished saddle was on the bench.
    I could tell that he was watching the whole
time I got Jasmine bridled and saddled.
    "Well I am impressed, Ms. Sinclair," he said
as I mounted the horse. "I like to see a lady that can handle all
aspects of riding. Most of the times they want someone else to do
the hard stuff. Looks like you can hold your own."
    "I always have," I said with a wink digging
the stirrups into Jasmine's side and clicking my tongue.
    I couldn't believe that I had come off that
flirtatious with him. What the hell was I thinking these days? That
was clearly not how I rolled.
    It was a crisp autumn day with plenty of
sunshine. It was a perfect day for trail riding. This was even
better therapy than the day of 'pampering' I had treated myself to
yesterday. Today was Edie's day off but we were going clubbing this
evening. She was going to pick me up around eight. I felt funny
about borrowing one of my dad's

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