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“Just see that I don’t, Tylar. I don’t share. I'll see you at the main house at six.”
I remounted Derringer, riding him back to the stables. I told him what a good job he did today. I got him situated in his stall, removing all of the dressage tack. I brushed him down thoroughly, cleaned his hooves, and brought him his treat for a fine day’s work. I put my face next to his as he chewed the last carrot and I kissed his nose. Derringer was born to compete.
Having concluded my duties in the stables, I started up the path leading to my cottage. Ray’s was the first cottage from the stables. I saw Denise on his porch, shaking throw rugs outside.
“Denise!” I yelled, running over toward his porch. I hadn’t seen her since the hospital and I was ashamed for not calling her before now.
“Hey girl,” she hollered back, waving, “how is you?”
“I’m great,” I said, “I’ve been meaning to call you, I really have…”
“Hey, I know how it is; I’ve been swamped down at the salon. There are all kinds of weddings this summer. I was thinking maybe we would be adding yours to it?”
“What?”
“Ray says you and Trey are really close. He says he’s never seen Trey like this with any other girl, the way he is with you.”
“Did Ray know his former fiancée, Tess?”
“Well I’m not sure about that. I don’t know how often Trey got home when he was engaged to her. You want me to ask him?”
“No, no,” I replied quickly, “so what are you doing?” I asked. “Cleaning Ray’s cottage for him? Now that's definitely a woman in love.”
“I’m just finishing getting him packed up.”
“Why, where is Ray going?”
“Sweetie, he’s finally moving in with me. Hell, he’s there practically every night anyway. He was worried Trey might object and want him to be near the stable if needed, but Trey was fine with it. Trey is a good man, Ty. You make sure you treat him right, you hear?”
“You do the same with your man, Denise,” I waved and continued on to my cottage. I wasn't as afraid to be there as I was before. I showered and changed into a tight little white jean skirt and dark purple tank top. I blew my hair dry, wearing it down perfectly straight. Being in the sun had really intensified the blond highlights.
An hour later, Trey and I were cruising down the highway in his Lamborghini. He looked magnificent in his emerald colored polo shirt and taupe Dockers. Trey was extremely attentive in the car, which was a complete 180 to his temperament earlier. He rested his hand on my knee possessively, occasionally letting it travel up to my thigh while he drove. Perhaps I had Mark to thank for that, I thought. He turned the car into Morelli’s parking lot and I was glad. Somehow, Morelli’s had a good vibe for me. As soon as we stepped inside the door, Carmelita greeted us.
“Saluto il Signor Trey. Vedo che hai il tuo amore con voi questa sera.”
Hello Mr. Trey. I see you have your love with you this evening.
“Bueno sera Carmelita. Si puo abbiamo un tavolo privato? Ho molto da discutore con lei.”
Good evening Carmelita. Yes may we have a private table? I have much to discuss with her.
“Naturalmente la mia dolcezza. Mi sugua, per piacere.”
Of course my sweetheart. Please follow me.
“Voi e il vostro armore, vi rendera splendid bambini!”
You and your love, you'll make beautiful children!
“Lo spero, Carmelita, un giormno.”
I hope so Carmelita, one day.
Trey and I were seated at the same table as our first date. It was romantic and secluded. Carmelita held my chair out for me. I smiled at her. She winked at me. Trey sat down and immediately ordered a bottle of Chianti.
“What would you like, Tylar?” he asked gently.
“You choose Trey. I’m not fussy.”
