“Thanks,” she said, beaming.
“What a romantic thing to do, but was it hard for you to give up a formal wedding?”
Her eyes twinkled. “Not at all. It wouldn’t have mattered where we said ‘I do.’”
Brie smiled. “You two really are perfect together.”
Kylie looked down at her pregnant belly lovingly. “And soon it will be the three of us…” She shook her head with a bemused look on her face. “He even sold his beloved Mustang and bought a family-friendly SUV.”
Brie smiled, truly shocked. “Wow! He’s really taking this dad thing seriously.”
“He really is.” She grinned, looking up at Brie. “It was kind of Sir Davis to come with you. Faelan is trying hard to hide it but I can tell he’s not handling this well, either.”
Brie smiled at her. “It’s obvious how much he cares about you.”
There was a curt knock on the door.
Dr. Glas peeked in. “Just your friendly obstetrician, come to check your progress, lass.”
Kylie giggled nervously and looked to Brie. “Dr. Glas, you know my friend Brie.”
He smiled warmly. “Ah, yes. My patient who is not a masochist.”
Brie’s face burned with heat. She’d never forget screaming out those words while in the throes of labor. She struggled to keep a straight face when she answered him, “It remains true to this day.”
His chuckle filled the room as he held out his hand to her, shaking it formally. “It’s always a pleasure to see you, Mrs. Davis.” He glanced down at her stomach. “And, I’ll be seeing you and the next wee one for another checkup soon.”
“You certainly will.”
He turned his attention to Kylie. “But right now, it’s all about you, Mrs. Wallace. How are you feeling?”
“Really nervous,” she confessed.
“There’s no reason to be,” he assured her as he scrubbed his hands. Holding up his arms, he grinned. “You’re in good hands with me.”
A reluctant smile broke over Kylie’s face.
“So, let’s see how much you’ve progressed, shall we?” He slipped on a pair of gloves and settled between her legs. Keeping her discreetly covered, he manually checked her cervix. “We’re at a good eight centimeters. It shouldn’t be long now.”
Kylie nodded, but there was no hiding the fear that was still present in her eyes.
Brie squeezed her hand. “You’re going to do great.” Watching the steady heartbeat on the baby’s monitor, she added, “And your little guy isn’t in any distress. That’s a good sign.”
“You promise to stay with me the whole time?” Kylie begged her.
“I won’t leave your side, Brie promised. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”
Tears of gratitude filled Kylie’s eyes. “Thank you, Brie. I don’t know what I would do without your moral support right now…along with the epidural.”
Brie chuckled. “Iamjealous of you for that.”
“Who knows, Mrs. Davis? If all goes well, you may get the chance to experience one yourself with this next birth.” Dr. Glas winked at her as he pulled the gloves off.
“As for you, Mrs. Wallace, you’re in the final stretch. Before long, you’ll be holding your wee babe in your arms.”
“I can’t wait,” Kylie murmured, still looking worried.
As Dr. Glas was leaving, Faelan returned with a confident grin on his face. It was obvious his talk with Sir had eased his apprehension. “How are you feeling?”