Page 79 of Bound by Love
When Brie saw it, her heart skipped a beat. She enjoyed the power play of knowing the two Doms had spoken in private and had something planned, but not knowing what it was.
Rytsar shielded Hope’s face with his hand when he noticed her squinting from the sun. “Let’s retire to the shade for the babe’s sake.” He led them to a special area he’d had prepared for them.
Under the spacious shade tent, the ground had been covered with a large blanket. He pointed to several comfortable lounge chairs and pillows strewn about. “Make yourself comfortable.”
Brie’s eyes were riveted on a small table laden with fruits and nuts. Her stomach growled so she asked, “May I?”
“Of course.”
“I always seem to be hungry these days.”
“Naturally, now that you are feeding the babe. Eat up.”
She immediately grabbed a piece of fresh pineapple and began munching on it, moaning in pleasure as the sweet juice dripped from her lips. “Oh, Rytsar, all of this is wonderful.”
Brie snagged a plate and grabbed a few more pieces of fruit before settling into one of the chairs. Sir chose one beside her while Rytsar lay on the ground, propping himself up with a pillow while he watched Hope on the blanket. Little Sparrow lay beside Rytsar, waggling her tail, content to be beside her Master.
After Brie finished the fruit and was done licking her fingers, she closed her eyes to listen to the peaceful lull of the waves as a light ocean breeze played across her skin.
This was pure heaven…
Sir broke the silent reverie, announcing, “I have something I’d like to discuss with you both.”
Brie opened her eyes and turned her head toward him, curious what had him suddenly sounding so serious. “Yes, Sir?”
“I know this may come somewhat as a surprise, but I would like to have our baby christened.”
Brie tilted her head, surprised by Sir’s request since he had never been a religious man.
“I’ve given it much thought and know it would give my grandparents peace of mind. Nonna has written me several letters since Hope’s birth, expressing her concern for our child.” Sir looked at Brie. “I would like to give my grandparents that gift, but only if you agree.”
She smiled at him. “Your grandparents have been through such terrible loss, and I can’t think of a more joyful event than a christening. I’m happy to have Hope christened, if that would bring them joy.”
He took her hand and kissed it. “Thank you, babygirl.”
Sir addressed Rytsar next. “As our daughter’s godfather, we would need you there.”
“But of course, brother.”
“In Italy.”
Brie squeaked, excited to have the chance to visit his grandparents again.
Rytsar chuckled. “A trip to your father’s homeland, eh, brother?”
Sir nodded. “I feel a call to return there.”
“I respect that, comrade, and am honored to join you.”
Their conversation was interrupted by the drone of a small plane flying above them. Rather than buzzing past, it sounded as if it was hovering above them. Curious to see why, Brie left the comfort of the chair and peeked out from under the shade tent.
Looking into the expanse of bright blue sky, she saw that the small aircraft was leaving a trail of smoke. Brie pointed excitedly at it. “The plane is writing a message in the sky!”
Sir joined her, looking up at the plane. “It sure is,” he agreed. He took out his phone and started recording it.
Rytsar picked up Hope and walked over to stand beside them as they watched the plane slowly making its way across the sky, creating a giant heart.
“That’s so adorable!” she cried, pointing up at it to show Hope. “Do you see it? It’s a heart.”
