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dressed baby from the changing table and cuddled her against me.
I was rattled from the news about Jean.  Preston had taken well to Jean.  She had been a big help to me in many ways.
              I headed to the living room, baby in arms. We settled on the couch as I turned the television on with the remote.  She nestled against me, rooting for my breast.  I absently pulled my shirt open, and undid my nursing bra to allow her access.  Once she latched onto my nipple and began her gentle sucking, it allowed my thoughts to once again drift back to Jean. 
              There was something very unsettling about the whole incident.  I realized that things like that happened every day, particularly in large cities but this just seemed so random and yet close. Jean was practically family as far as Trey and I were concerned.
              Preston continued to nurse lazily.  She was staring up at me with her big blue eyes.  I traced her chin dimple with my finger, causing her to release my nipple and give me a big grin as milk dribbled down from her mouth.  I nuzzled my face against hers. Once finished she drifted off to sleep.  I placed her into the crib in her bedroom and decided to phone Trey to let him know about Jean.
              I talked to Tonya; Trey was in depositions.  She promised she would have him phone home as soon as he was free.  I went to the kitchen and started making chicken salad for our lunch.  I had been tempted to call Gina and re-schedule but decided I needed the company of a friend right now.
              Right after I had finished making the chicken salad and had just put the croissants into the oven to warm, Trey phoned me back.  His voice had the uncanny ability to soothe and calm me.
              "How's my baby?" he greeted me when I answered the phone.
              "Oh, she's down for the count at the moment.  I expect she will be waking up any time now."
              "I meant you, baby," he said in his smooth and silky voice.  My heart fluttered.
              "Not so well," I admitted.  "Trey, I had a phone call earlier from Jean's daughter Cathy.  Jean was hit by a hit-and-run driver last evening as she crossed her street from the bus stop.  She is in intensive care."
              "Oh God, that's horrible," he replied, "How bad is she?"
                  I relayed to him everything that Cathy had relayed to me.  Trey said he would phone the hospital and the police precinct to see if any new information had come in.  He instructed me to relax and stay calm.  He asked if Gina was still coming over.  He seemed to relax when I told him the plans for lunch were still on.  I could tell Trey knew I was stressed about the thing with Jean.
                  "I will be home on time this evening, baby," he assured me.  "We'll talk more then, okay?"
                  "Okay Trey," I replied.
                  "Hey, I love you," he said softly.
                  "I love you too,” I replied.
                  "Give 'Bobbin' a kiss from daddy, okay?"
                  "I will," I said, smiling.
                  Right after I had gotten off of the phone with Trey, the doorman buzzed letting me know that Gina was on her way up. I opened the door to Gina.  She was dressed in shorts and a tank top; she had her sunglasses on inside of the building. I could tell she was upset about something.  She didn't hide her emotions well.
                  "What is it Gina?"
                  "I caught Ian fucking around on me," she said unable to hold the tears back. 
                  "I am going to kill him and the bitch!"
                  "Oh my God, Gina - what the hell are you talking about?"
                  I grabbed her hand