Page 57 of Her Sweet Surrender
“That’s right! You even had complications during delivery.”
“I did, but Hope is okay. Dr. Glas has lots of experience delivering babies. Trust me. You’re in excellent hands.”
Kylie let out an uneasy sigh. “Because I’m early, neither of our parents can get here before tomorrow. Brie…it would mean a lot to me if you were here.”
Brie didn’t even think twice after hearing the fear in Kylie’s voice. “Of course. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” She wrote down the address for the hospital.
After hanging up, Brie informed Sir about what was going on. He surprised her by insisting on driving her there himself.
“What about Hope?”
“I’m certain Rytsar will watch her,” he answered, grabbing his keys.
Touched by his kind gesture, Brie felt the need to warn him. “You know the delivery could take hours, Sir. We may end up staying there overnight.”
He smirked with amusement. “I’m well aware. However, considering the baby is two weeks early and they’ll be concerned, it’s important to have family there.”
His answer melted Brie’s heart. Even though there had once been a strong rivalry between Faelan and Sir, their relationship had changed drastically since. She smiled, telling him, “I know it will mean a lot to them both.”
He nodded curtly, scooping Hope up in his arms.
They made the short drive to Rytsar’s place. While he was getting Hope out of the car seat, Brie bounded up to the porch and rang the doorbell. She was surprised when Maxim swung the door open and she saw a bunch of men chatting loudly in Russian.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she sputtered. “I didn’t realize Rytsar had company.”
“Radost moya!” she heard from deep within the house. Rytsar made his way through the crowd to greet her personally. “What brings you here?”
Just as she was about to answer, Sir came walking up behind her with Hope in his arms.
“Moye solntse.” Rytsar grinned as he grabbed Hope from him. Turning around to face the men, he announced, “This is the child I’ve been speaking about.”
All the men all stared at the baby solemnly.
Turning around, Rytsar asked Sir, “What do you need, comrade?”
“We were going to ask you to watch her.”
Rytsar suddenly frowned. “What’s wrong,moy droog?”
Sir lowered his voice. “Kylie has been rushed to the hospital because of the baby and asked for Brie to join her. I thought Faelan might appreciate some company as well.”
The Russian’s eyes flashed with pain as he looked down at Hope. “I remember the fear I suffered during this babe’s delivery. I would not wish that on the Wolf Pup.”
Rytsar turned to face his guests. “Gentlemen, unfortunately, I must ask you to leave. We will continue this discussion tomorrow.”
“There’s no nee—” Brie sputtered.
Rytsar held his hand up to stop her. “Moye solntseis safe with me. Go comfort your friend.”
Brie handed Titov the diaper bag and smiled at Rytsar with tears in her eyes, mouthing the words,Thank you.
As soon as Sir pulled out of the driveway, he hit the gas. Brie was thrown against the back of the seat as the car took off. Skilled behind the wheel, Sir got them to the hospital safely and in record time. Pulling up to the entrance, he told her, “I’ll park the car. You find out the room number and text me. I’ll join you as soon as I can.”
Brie gave him a quick peck on the cheek before getting out of the car. She walked into the hospital, heading straight to the front desk. After getting Kylie’s room number, she texted Sir and walked to the elevator.
An unsettling feeling washed over her as she waited for the elevator, so she decided to skip the elevator and take the stairs instead. Running up them, she burst onto the third floor, attracting the attention of the staff at the nurses’ station.
One of them stood up, asking with concern, “May I help you?”
