Page 35 of Bound by Love
“She certainly is,” he agreed with pride in his voice. Sir leaned down, inches from her tiny face, and smiled at his daughter. “Welcome to the world, little one. I have been waiting a long time to meet you.”
The nurse apologized, informing them, “We need to monitor her due to the early delivery.”
Brie gave Sir a worried look.
The nurse noticed and smiled reassuringly at Brie. “Your daughter appears to be doing fine. If her vitals remain good, we’ll bring her to your room so you can begin feeding her.”
Brie gave her daughter one last kiss before relinquishing her to the nurse. She watched as the tiny bundle that had just become her whole world was whisked away.
Sir leaned down and whispered huskily, “Mrs. Davis, it appears you make beautiful babies.”
Brie smiled up at him. “Wemake beautiful babies.”
She was wheeled into a recovery room where Rytsar was waiting for them.
“The babe?” he asked with concern as soon as he saw her.
“She’s healthy, but they are monitoring her now to make sure everything’s okay because she was early,” Brie told him.
Sir clasped Rytsar’s shoulder. “I’m sorry you could not be there.”
“The only thing that matters is thatmoye solntseis well.”
“She is,” Brie assured him.
“Are you,radost moya?”
“I am now, but it was so scary, Rytsar.”
He nodded, a pained expression on his face. “I thought I would go mad, waiting to hear news of you both.”
“She is safe and Brie is well, brother. There is reason to celebrate,”
Brie reached out to Rytsar, and he took her hand, kissing it gently. “If I were healed enough, I would be doing the Cossack dance in celebration right now.”
“Oh goodness, no!” Brie laughed, a vision of Rytsar doing the strenuous Russian dance in the recovery room flashing through her mind. “You must rest.”
Rytsar stared at her as if he was trying to convince himself she was really there. It was easy to tell he was still a bundle of nerves after being left behind.
“Are you doing okay?” Sir asked when Rytsar started pacing.
Rytsar stopped and stared at them both. After several moments, he confessed, “I am anxious to hold her.”
“Soon, brother.”
After Brie was released from recovery, the three of them waited impatiently for her daughter’s return. They sat in the private hospital room, counting the minutes. To pass the time, Rytsar began reminiscing about Brie’s first visit to Russia.
Brie shook her head, laughing when he brought it up. “I remember how shocked I was when I found out you were a sadist.”
“I don’t think she actually believed me until we visited your dungeon,” Sir told him.
Brie’s eyes widened, thinking back on it. “Oh, that was a real education.”
Rytsar looked at Brie with a wicked smile. “That trip was the first time you experienced my nines.”
“And that was a humbling experience,” Brie confessed, remembering just how little she could take of the leather whip. “I sure was quick to use my safeword.”
“Da, you were,” Rytsar agreed, “but you were courageous enough to try. I knew I would win you over eventually.”
