Trinity giggled, “I eat anything, Ace. I’m not picky.” She wasn’t either. When you grew up with nothing, eating out was a luxury that she only dreamed about. She liked anything—even greasy take out burgers, although she was hoping for something a little healthier.
“All right,” he said. “I’ll pick us something up on my way home. Make yourself at home. There are two spare bedrooms—pick whichever one you’d like.” She nodded and watched Ace walk to the front door. “Be back soon,” he promised. He turned and left and she suddenly felt very out of place in his big apartment. It was more like a penthouse and compared to her little apartment, it was the nicest place she had ever stayed in.
Trinity decided to get settled and hopefully grab a quick shower before Bella woke from her nap. She was tired and dying for a pair of sweats. Staying up half the night with a sick infant was exhausting and she understood just a little better why Ace was adamant about needing help. If the tables were turned, she’d need help too.
She was able to get a quick shower before Bella started crying for her afternoon feeding. Trinity quickly dried off and looked through her things for a pair of sweat pants and realized that the second bag that she packed for herself was still at her apartment.
“Shit,” she grumbled. She had no pants and walking around in her skimpy t-shirt wasn’t an option either. Trinity padded down to Ace’s bedroom and rummaged through his drawers, looking for a spare t-shirt. She found one and pulled it over her damp body. It fell to her knees almost and she was satisfied that she was covered.
Trinity decided to ask Ace to stop by her place to pick up her forgotten bag. It was on his way back to his penthouse, and she kept a spare key under the front doormat. She found her cell and shot him off a quick text and he immediately replied. After last night’s little fiasco, he was probably checking his phone constantly to see if Bella was all right. She almost felt bad about texting him for something so trivial as a missing bag of clothes, but he told her that it would be no problem.
She grabbed Bella’s bottle and went to her nursery. It was so cheery—pink with gray undertones, that it made her smile every time she walked in there. “Hey sweet pea,” she crooned. She picked up her niece and cuddled her against her body, loving her weight against her chest. Trinity wasn’t sure how it was possible, but she had missed the little monster after spending just one day away from her.
“Your daddy says that you’re feeling better, Bella,” Trinity said. She changed the baby’s diaper and sat down in the rocking chair that Ace had in the corner of the room. She wondered just how much of the décor was her sister’s idea and what Ace did after Charity left. Heck, she didn’t even know if her sister had lived in this place with Bella and Ace—she had just assumed. Trinity had so many questions and she wondered how forthcoming Ace would be with his answers.
She smiled down at her niece as she ate her bottle, making the cutest little grunts and squeaks. “You’re hungry, aren’t you Bella?” Trinity asked, giggling at herself for expecting the baby to answer her back. Her niece stopped sucking her bottle long enough to look up at her, with her big brown eyes that reminded Trinity of Ace’s, and smiled.
“Damn it, kid,” she grumbled, “just when I think I can’t fall in love with you any more than I already have, you go and do something cute.” Trinity finished feeding the baby and brought her into the spare room that she was going to use for the next few nights.
“I’m going to be staying here with you for a few nights. You good with that, kid?” she asked. Trinity laid Bella in the middle of her bed and the baby seemed to watch her every move around the room, as she unpacked her things. “I’m not sure if this is a good idea or not, but we’re going to figure this out as we go,” she promised. “I’m losing my mind,” Trinity breathed to herself. Bella looked up at her and kicked her little feet, cooing and smiling as if she agreed with her aunt.
“You are no help at all,” Trinity sighed. “It’s a good thing you’re cute, kid.”