Page 47 of Her Sweet Surrender
Reading those words stirred a longing inside her.
Sir had talked about doing lessons with Baron, but it had never worked out because life kept interrupting their plans.
But Sir deserved the opportunity to teach again.
Staring at the card, Brie promised herself that she would give him that chance.
“Your Master said I would find you here,” the Russian growled, interrupting her thoughts. “But, this was not what I expected you’d be doing.”
Brie giggled and patted the bed, inviting him to join her. “I’m just going through our wedding gifts. It feels like forever since we got married, even though it’s only been a couple of years.”
He chuckled somberly as he sat down. “I’m not surprised you feel that way,radost moya. A lot has happened since you became a bride.”
Rytsar reached out and picked up the card he gave them, handing it to her.
Brie grinned as she opened it and read out loud:
The Isle
“At least this is one gift we have enjoyed on multiple occasions.”
He smirked, leaning in closer to her. “I would like to make it an annual event.”
“Oh, that would be fun…” she agreed, closing her eyes when his lips pressed against hers.
When the doorbell rang, Rytsar told her to ignore it as he kissed her again.
Brie’s eyes popped open when she heard Sir answer the door and her mother’s voice filled the air.
“It’s my parents!”
Rytsar looked as surprised as she did.
“Were you expecting them?”
She shook her head.
“Go greet your mother,” Rytsar ordered, smacking her hard on the ass as she left the room.
“There you are!” her mother cried, running up to her.
Brie hugged her mom, then looked over her shoulder at her father. “Why the surprise visit? Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine, little girl,” her father assured her.
Brie went to hug him next. “So, what gives, Daddy?”
He smirked, glancing at her mother. “We just bought a house.”
Brie looked at him questioningly, then turned to her mother. “Where?”
“Pasadena!” her mother squeaked.
Brie couldn’t believe it. “You bought a house in California?”
“That we did, little girl.”
Her mother gushed, “I couldn’t stand missing Hope’s birthday and all the other special things as she grows up.”
