Page 81 of Bound by Love
“Hey, isn’t that Tom and Sherry over there?” Judy asked.
“That was mighty thoughtful of you to invite our good friends, Brie,” Mr. Reynolds said.
Brie grinned. “I just wanted it to be perfect.”
“Well, I’m not surprised you have such a good turnout,” Judy commented. “You two are quite the popular couple. Thank you for including us today.”
Brie glanced over at Sir and nodded.
“Actually, Unc and Auntie, these people came to celebrate with you.”
There was a collective shout of “Congratulations!” from the group.
The Reynolds looked at each other in confusion, understanding finally dawning when the banner bearing the wordsWelcome to the family, Jonathan!was unfurled.
Judy started to cry.
“Now, now, dear. There’s no reason for tears…” Mr. Reynolds told her.
“You two…” she said, wiping her wet cheeks. “I can’t believe you did this for us.”
Brie squeezed her, while Sir handed her a tissue. “It was Brie’s idea, and I wholeheartedly agreed.” He turned to his uncle. “Unc, I have never been prouder to be a part of your family.”
“Considering all that has happened with regards to my sister and niece, I am extremely touched to hear you say that.”
“You are creating a new path for the Reynolds legacy,” Sir told him.
Jack nodded. “Thank you, Thane.” His voice was strained with emotion.
“Come, come,” Brie insisted, pulling Judy toward the party. “Everyone is anxious to fawn over your son.”
As people surged forward to get a peek at the new baby, Brie and Sir stayed back. Rytsar walked over to join them, Hope asleep in his arms.
“Moy droog, who would ever have guessed this would be your reality after so much suffering?
Sir nodded, looking down at Brie. “A miracle, to be sure.”
The Switch
Brie had to try to contain herself when Lea invited her to hang at her place for a special BFF night. Lea had been hinting all week about having some big news to tell her, and had promised Brie a night of takeout and cheesy romance movies to go along with her big reveal.
Knowing that Brie would be gone for the evening, Rytsar decided to come over to spend time with Sir. It made Brie glad to know that Sir would have some quality time alone with his best friend.
Brie was feeding Hope when Rytsar showed up. Rather than cover up as she would with most visitors, she just smiled up at him when he entered the apartment.
“What a beautiful sight. Wouldn’t you agree, comrade?”
“Certainly. I have taken quite a few photos of Brie breastfeeding. I find it exceedingly charming.”
Rytsar looked at her with a critical eye. “Radost moya, I think you should get a portrait done. A classic painting to pass down to future generations of the Davis Family.”
Brie giggled. “Do you really think my kids and grandkids want to see a painting of me breastfeeding hanging over the mantel?”
“I would,” Rytsar insisted.
“Actually, if you turn your head, it only gives a hint of your face. I think it would be an excellent addition to the art on our wall,” Sir stated.
“Did you hear that, Hope?” Brie asked her daughter. “They want a painting of you and me. Do you want to be immortalized for all time as the breastfeeding baby of the Davis Family lineage?”
