Baby Love (Baby #2)(5)

baby's fussing. Her discomfort was quickly escalating into full-blown crying.

It was no use. The window of opportunity had slammed shut for the moment. His hands framed my head, brushing my hair back and raising me up gently so that I could see his face.

“Take care of Preston baby. I can wait.”

He smiled at me with his still smoldering eyes that were hungry for fulfillment. We both understood that she was our priority now. I lifted his hand, kissing the palm of it before I scooted out of our bed and lifted my hungry baby to my breast. She rooted for a couple of seconds before firmly latching on to my nipple.

I climbed back up into bed next to Trey, pulling the sheet up around us as he pulled me back against him, resting an arm around my shoulder.

Preston’s sapphire blue eyes were wide as she locked her gaze onto me; her tiny fist kneading my breast. I looked down at her thinking about what she had just interrupted. She smiled up at me, dimpling in that same way Trey did; a droplet of milk ran down her chin.

I smiled back at her, cradling her closely to me. Her head bobbed at my breast as she sucked noisily to fulfillment.



CHAPTER TWO



Dr. Addison cleared me as being completely healed at my appointment. He indicated that I could resume full sexual activity. I knew Trey would be delighted with this news.

The doctor and I discussed birth control that would accommodate my breast-feeding. I decided to be fitted for a diaphragm; it was the most risk-free option in my mind.

I discussed the 'family bed' with Dr. Addison, confiding to him my fears that Trey would shoot it down due to our "robust" sex life. Dr. Addison chuckled. I had a feeling he had heard it all before.

"The most important thing is that both you and Trey be fully committed to doing this. That is the only way that it will successfully work. Let Trey read the information. Discuss it amongst yourselves; identify the pros and cons and then mutually decide what is best for all of you."

"Thanks Dr. Addison, I will," I promised. "I realize that it is a commitment for both of us."

"Speaking of which, Tylar, I understand that you and Trey are to be married next month?"

"Yes," I smiled. We're getting married on July 4th at his family home in Virginia."

"Independence Day, huh?"

"Yes, doctor. I guess you see the irony in that as well."

I smiled, as it had become a family joke with the Sinclair's since we had told them.

"I think that you and Trey will make a wonderful family with your precious baby. It does my heart good to see the commitment you both already have to yourselves and your beautiful daughter. Best wishes to you both."

He smiled then, taking my chart and leaving the examination room.

I removed the paper gown I had been given in advance of my examination and started getting dressed in my own clothing. I contemplated how I would address a couple of these issues with Trey.

It was not just the 'family bed', it involved abstinence as well. I knew that Trey would be quizzing me at his earliest opportunity about what the doctor had said about resuming sex. The truth was there was just under a month left until our wedding. Part of me wanted to honor tradition and practice abstinence until our wedding night. Having him agree to the 'family bed' would certainly make that part easier.

Mrs. Harris had watched Preston for me while I kept my appointment with Dr. Addison. She was an absolute dear with the baby; watching her occasionally on her days at our apartment so that I could run quick errands or keep appointments for various wedding preparations.

I didn't want to take advantage of her, so I went directly home after leaving the doctor's office. I would take Preston with me tomorrow when I had the final fitting for my wedding gown. Gina was going with me so she could help with the baby.

Preston was awake in her swing when I got back to the apartment. Jean was singing while she dusted the living room. Preston was swinging back and forth, content to watch her.

She immediately recognized my voice as I greeted Jean and then bent down to talk to her. She smiled, dimpling me with her Trey dimple that warmed my heart.

"That is one good baby you have there, Tylar," Jean said as she continued dusting.

"She never gives me a bit of trouble. Whatever you are doing, it sure does make her one happy little baby girl I can tell you that."

I beamed with pride. Having no experience with babies it meant a lot that someone like Jean who had four children of her own would recognize that I was doing something right. Of course I had to give Trey his just due. He was a very participative father.

"Thanks Jean," I said, lifting Preston from her swing.

I couldn't get enough of her baby smell. I pressed her close to me, planting soft kisses on her head. She snuggled against me.

"She sure does look like her daddy," Jean commented. "Though I think she has your mouth and nose," she quickly added. "Between the both of you, Preston is going to be one beautiful girl. I can tell you that."

"I think so, too, Jean. Although it's mostly from Trey I think. He is quite a handsome man."

"Don't you sell yourself short Tylar. You are a mighty handsome woman yourself. Why you and Mr. Sinclair complement each other with your good looks. That baby got the best of both of you. Anyone can see that."

"I never expected that I could love the way I love her Jean. I want to tell you how much I appreciate your watching her while I kept my appointment. I am very protective of her and you feel like family - I hope I'm not imposing--"