Page 25 of Inadmissible

Tristan

March

T aj’s birthday seemed like the perfect time to get our families together. I planned a birthday party for her and invited my crew and my family. Her mom, brother, and Emilia came, and we showered my baby with love. She was so happy and light all day, and I was glad I had something to do with that.

Things had been peaceful since the Destin situation.

Like Taj said, karma served him real quick.

Trenae cheated on him and gave him chlamydia.

Instead of him handling it privately, he went live on social media while he confronted her.

Things got physical, and since it was on social media, he didn’t bother going to trial.

It was just like a bitch for him to hit a woman but not stand up to men.

He pled guilty and was currently serving a twelve month sentence. There was a chance he could get out within three to six months since it was his first offense, but any amount of time for a man like him would be enough to make sure he acted right when he got out.

Trenae wasted no time filing for divorce.

Ironically, she came to our firm trying to get representation.

I sent her to Adams and Co. because even though I didn’t want to help her, I couldn’t completely leave her to fend for herself.

Destin wasn’t the kind of man any woman needed to be attached to.

I felt like she was trying to hurt my sweetheart when she reached out to her the night before their wedding, but in doing so, she did me a solid.

Who knows what would have happened if Trenae remained silent. Taj may have married him and ended up in a situation like her mom. The fact that she was with me made me feel like I owed Trenae’s messy ass a solid, and that’s why I made sure she had a good divorce lawyer.

“Aight, y’all. It’s time for me to give my sweetheart her last gift before it gets too dark out,” I announced, gaining everyone’s attention.

She was in the middle of a conversation with Emilia and Serenity, but she made her way over to me.

“Baby, I genuinely don’t need anything else. Just you giving me this party is enough. And you already gave me gifts.”

“I hear you, but I have something else for you. Are you ready to see it?”

“If you insist,” she said with a low, sing-songy voice.

Chuckling, I took her by the hand and led her outside.

My eyes locked with Tyler, and he nodded and confirmed that he was recording.

During one of our conversations, she mentioned her dream car was a Porsche 911.

She already had a G Wagon and loved the Mercedes line, but if she got anything different, she said it would be a Porsche.

When we stepped outside and she saw the Brabus 900 Peetch, she screamed.

It was a modified version of the Porsche 911 with a peach interior and exterior.

I couldn’t lie, the peach on peach was sexy as fuck, and it fit her perfectly.

I originally planned to get her the regular Porsche, but seeing the Peetch and that it was her favorite color made that the better choice for me.

“Oh my God,” she cried, getting weak at the knees. I had to literally grab her and keep her up. “That’s for me?” Her eyes were wide as she looked from the car to me.

“All yours, sweetheart.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she sobbed, tossing her arms around my neck. “Oh Jesus! I love it! I absolutely love it!”

I laughed as she covered my face with kisses. She cupped my cheeks and kissed me deeply. I only pulled away because my dick was getting hard.

“Let’s go for a ride,” she suggested.

“You’re gonna leave your party, bae?”

“We’ll be back!”

She literally dragged me to the car, and I loved her excitement and appreciation. I also loved the fact that about fifteen minutes into our ride, she pulled over and bounced on my dick with the top down in the back seat.

The Next Morning

I woke up to a sweet sight this morning. I crashed at Taj’s house and was surprised to find her mom and mine too in the kitchen. Apparently they made plans to have a girls’ day today. One of the moms had brought pastries, and they were all smiles as they talked and sipped their coffee.

“Good morning, good morning.” I spoke, going around the table and giving them all some love.

“Good morning, baby.” My mom, Shavon, spoke first.

“Hey, baby,” Katie, Taj’s mom, replied.

“Hi,” Taj cooed with a wide smile as she looked at me with all the love in the world in her eyes.

It was crazy how time could change things.

Seeing this version of her always warmed my heart.

To know this was the same woman who said relationships were inadmissible in her life was insane. “We didn’t wake you, did we?”

“Nah. I have to meet Martin at the country club. He finally wants to discuss the zoning and entitlements along with the financing for construction.”

“Do you need me to go with you?”

“Not at all, sweetheart. Enjoy yourself.”

We’d finally finished the first phase of his deal, which included making sure he understood the development process, who all would be involved, around how long it would take, and scouting plots of land to start with.

Even though he was a millionaire, I wanted him to consider getting loans or equity in land and obtaining a small amount of developers to partner with.

That would take more time. They’d get a share of the profit, but they would offer him equity in exchange.

That way he wouldn’t have to invest so much of his own money in the land and businesses without seeing a return any time soon.

That was a long battle within itself because he was the kind of man who wanted as few people involved as possible, but he eventually agreed.

“Are you sure, babe?”

“I’m positive,” I assured her before placing a kiss on her forehead. “I’ll update you first thing Monday morning.”

“Okay. Call me if you need me, and I’ll see you later.”

“Alright, honey.”

I said goodbye to my mom and future mother-in-law, and a smile was on my face as I left. Seeing them together was like the first picture of what I had to look forward to in my future, and I was grateful to God they were getting along so well.