Page 30 of Her Sweet Surrender
After Sir’s failed meeting with Marquis, Brie was even more anxious for Rytsar’s return. Sir had remained silent about that night, but he was not acting distant with her or the baby.
Brie took that as a positive sign.
When Mary called, she was grateful for the distraction. “I’ve got some exciting news for you, Stinky Cheese.”
“That’s wonderful. What is it?”
“Come meet me at the coffee shop.”
“Aww, come on. Don’t leave me hanging like that, Mary.”
“Sorry, Stinks. I’m not saying anything until I see you in person.”
“Can’t you give me a hint?”
“Fine, but only one. It has something to do with your first documentary.”
Brie chuckled. “Well, that’s the last thing I expected you to say.”
“I know. It’s pretty unprecedented. Don’t take too long, bitch. I’m headed to the cafe now.” Mary ended the call, leaving Brie hanging on the line.
She headed to Sir’s office and knocked on the doorframe. The instant he looked up, his eyes softened. “What do you need, babygirl?”
“Mary just asked me to meet her at the coffee shop. She says she has something exciting to share about my first documentary, but I won’t go if I’m needed here.”
He encouraged her to meet with Mary. “Even if Miss Wilson’s news amounts to nothing, it’s obvious she needs you.”
Brie stood there, admiring Sir.
“What?” he asked with an amused smile.
“You never stopped looking out for her.”
“She not only was my charge once as the Headmaster of the Training Center, but she proved instrumental in protecting you from Lilly. She has earned my undying loyalty,” he stated. “Go to her while I look after Hope. I suspect there may be something more to this invitation.”
Brie walked over to hug him. “I’m extremely fortunate to be collared by such a man.”
He chuckled sadly. “Not all fortune is good, my dear.”
Brie knew he still held himself responsible for Lilly’s actions even though he was not to blame. She hoped that Rytsar would help him gain a better perspective since his meeting with Marquis Gray had failed to do so.
Brie blew her daughter a kiss before walking out the door. She hoped Mary’s news would give them all something small to celebrate.
Mary motioned her to the table at the café. The first thing Brie noticed was that Mary was wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses.
Brie found it odd and a little concerning.
As soon as Brie sat down, Mary pushed a cup of coffee to her. “You keep pissing off Greg, I’ll have you know.”
Brie frowned, now worried for her. “I haven’t done anything.”
“Well, whoever is backing you sure has.”
Brie leaned in closer. “What’s happened?”
“It appears your first documentary has suddenly gained critical acclaim and the word on the street has it that it’ll be up for an award.”
Brie sat back in her chair, shaking her head. “You’re playing me.”
