Page 63 of The Ties That Bind
He turned back to Brie. “Excuse me. Duty calls.”
“Please, go assist in another miracle,” she told him.
After he left, Sir lowered the railing to hug Brie. “Your strength and determination today were a sight to behold, babygirl.”
“I would have done anything to protect our baby.” She then whispered in his ear, “Just like you.”
When Sir pulled away, she noticed a tear in his eye. After the terrifying start to the day, they both understood how lucky they were.
“I’ll go get your parents. I’m sure they are anxious to see you.”
“Before you go, Sir, can you help me into the robe?” Brie asked him.
“Certainly, babygirl.”
Sir helped her slip into the robe and adjusted the collar before cinching her tie. “Beautiful…” he murmured, kissing her on the lips before he left.
Looking around the empty room, Brie immediately thought of Kylie. Instead of fear and sadness, she was blessed by a vision of Kylie smiling as she held her little girl. Brie was overcome with joy as if Kylie was in the room, celebrating this moment with her.
You are not forgotten, Kylie…
“Oh, Brie!” her mother cried, rushing into the room. “How are you doing, sweetheart?”
Brie turned to her, smiling. “We have a beautiful baby boy, Mom.”
Her father strode into the room. “I’m proud of you, Brianna. I didn’t want to let on, but I was worried about you, young lady. But look at you now! You’re positively glowing—and the baby is doing well?”
Brie gratefully accepted her father’s hug. “He’s doing great, Daddy.”
“Thane told us he came out hollering.”
Brie giggled. “Yes, he certainly did.”
“That’s always a good sign.” He patted her on the head like he did when she was a little girl. “Because you did, too.”
“I did?”
“Yes, your screams could be heard throughout the maternity ward.”
Brie blushed and glanced at Sir. She could tell by his sexy smirk that he was remembering her desperate screams of “I’m not a masochist!”
Her mother started fishing in her large purse and pulled out a wrapped gift with a blue bow.
“What’s this? You already got me this beautiful robe.”
“I brought something for the baby.”
Brie carefully opened the package to find a soft, knitted blanket of sky blue. “How did you know it would be a boy?” she asked in surprise.
Her mother laughed. “I didn’t.” She proceeded to pull out another package wrapped with a pink bow.
Brie held up the blanket in admiration. “I love it, but I love even more that you made two of them.”
Her mother grinned. “I just wanted your child to know how much he is loved.”
Brie’s bottom lip trembled. She felt completely overwhelmed with happiness. “I love you, Mom.”
The neonatal nurse walked into the room, holding their crying son. Both of her parents “oohed” and “aahed” while the nurse placed him in Brie’s open arms. “He is in perfect health but is missing his mother,” she explained.
