Baby Love(44)

"Then you don't think she was sexually molested or anything?"

Trey looked at me quickly puzzled by my question. I had to know. I had to put it out there.

"Mr. & Mrs. Sinclair I have not seen anything that would indicate that during my visual examination of her. If you want me to perform a more in-depth examination focused on sexual penetration I can do that however it will be more traumatic for the baby."

Trey and I looked at one another for a moment. I didn't want to put Preston through any more trauma than what she had already been through. I hoped that Trey felt the same way.

"If you feel that your visual examination didn't warrant anything further doctor, then I don't see the need for anything more in depth. Are you okay with that Trey?"

I looked up at him and saw a look of relief cross his face. He nodded in agreement with me.

The doctor prescribed an anti-fungal cream for her and wrote down some over-the-counter items that would help for bathing and diapering her until this cleared up. He prescribed a decongestant for her congested sinuses.

Once Trey and I got back to our hotel suite we bathed her together. Trey held onto her while I shampooed her hair.

Once finished, Trey lifted her out of the water while I wrapped her in a towel and took her into the bedroom, gently laying her down on the towel that was still on the bed. I softly patted her skin dry.

I applied the prescription ointment on the inflamed skin.

It seemed to soothe her immediately. I sprinkled a little of the Desitin cornstarch baby powder the pediatrician had recommended on her and then massaged baby lotion on her arms and legs.

I diapered her and put her in a clean t-shirt and pajamas. I crawled under the covers of the bed. She was still fussing a bit but it was her tired, cranky cry. I could feel my breasts let down and I was never so happy about anything in my life. My milk supply had responded to her closeness.

I pulled my shirt up, cuddling her against me as she continued to fuss and pull away. She seemed apprehensive about nursing; she squirmed away from me as I tried to guide my nipple to her mouth. I continued coaxing her until finally she latched on to my breast. This was extremely strange behavior for her. She watched me with her big blue eyes. Several minutes into it I think that she finally felt safe and secure again. She let my nipple drop from her mouth and broke out into a wide, dimpled grin, gurgling in contentment.

I leaned over, kissing her head and face, telling her how much mommy and daddy loved her. I would probably never know what the past several days had been like for her, but God willing, if it was bad she would soon forget. She continued nursing from me, not taking her eyes off of me. We snuggled down beneath the bed covers and finally fell asleep.

I was awakened a little bit later when Trey came to bed still damp from his shower. He pulled me close to him wrapping his arm around both of us. Preston was sleeping comfortably against me.

"Have you talked to your family yet?" I asked him.

"I just got off the phone with Tristan. Dad is doing fine; everyone is ecstatic that we got the baby back safe and sound. They want us to pay a visit soon. I said that we would."

"Did you ever get the details on how everything played out today at the bus station?"

"Yes I did."

"Well?"

"Tylar can I fill you in tomorrow? Right now I am exhausted and I just want to fall asleep in our family bed."

I wasn't sure if Trey was trying to be facetious by referring to the 'family bed' after he had given me so much shit about it previously but I couldn't suppress my smile.

"Good-night Trey. I love you."

"Good-night Tylar. I love you."





CHAPTER 15



We had been home several days; Preston finally seemed to be back to normal. Her yeast infection had cleared up and the bruises on her bottom were fading to a greenish-yellow. She was once again smiling for us and playing contentedly with her toys.

Trey had gone back to the firm having had to move several key court dates out. He had no expectation for me to return. I had scheduled an appointment with Karla Hunter for later in the week. I wanted to make sure that I continued to maintain a healthy emotional perspective after the horrific incident with Preston's abduction and the revelation that Daniel had provided me.

Gina was on her way over this afternoon for a visit and I needed to fill her in on the details of what had transpired in West Virginia.

I was dressing Preston at the moment. She was enjoying her thumb as she squirmed around on the bed.

I had dressed her in lavender colored corduroy bibs with a lavender, pink and blue polka-dot long-sleeved turtleneck. I was struggling to get her shoes on as she continued to curl her foot under every time I tried to fit it on.

"You are being bad for mommy," I teased her smiling down at her.

I grabbed her socked foot and tickled the bottom of it. She started giggling for me. I finally managed to get both shoes on her feet and lifted her up from the bed.

"Let's go wait on Aunt Gina, okay?"

I picked up several of her favorite toys and got her settled in her playpen out in the living room.

The doorman buzzed announcing Gina was on her way up. I hadn't seen her in a couple of weeks.

Gina came bustling into the apartment with shopping bags.

"Gina what have you done?" I asked suspiciously.

"I have shopped for my god-daughter that's all."