A/N: I missed writing so much! I got inspired by this movie with Roma Downey called His Secret Life. It's a good movie and you should check it out. I also hope you like this story! Please enjoy and let me know if you did!

Chapter 1

Brock and Reba Hart lived a small quiet life in a middle class subdivision in Houston, TX. They have three lovely children; two gorgeous daughters and a handsome son who does extremely well in football like his dad. They have a son-in-law married to their eldest daughter Cheyenne, whom they considered a son and even though he is completely crazy, they still love him. Life was quiet, serene, and birds chirping outside the window on a beautiful sunny morning. Although there was one problem, everything that was just said was a lie.

Every day for the past 27 years seemed loud and crazy to them. It had seemed to double the past 7 years. Let's restart with introductions. Brock Hart and Reba Hart have been married for 27 years and have been happy for the first 19 of those years. During their 20th year, things took a down turn. Brock decided he wasn't happy with the simple life and tried to find ways to fill the sadness he was feeling with motorcycles, golf, and trying to get Reba to join him.

When she refused they fought and when they had the one big fight by Brock blaming Reba for holding him back, Reba kicked him out. He ended up buying a condo and living there while they went to marriage counseling. When that didn't work Brock filed for divorce and went to court; more fighting happened, they found out their seventeen year old daughter was pregnant, and they were ordered to therapy as a family.

There Reba finally broke and just asked Brock to come home. Brock moved back and helped Reba with their now growing family since they gained a son-in-law and grandchild in the same week.

But all this was seven years ago. Brock and Reba's marriage has never been stronger. Cheyenne and Van now have their own house with baby #2 on the way. Kyra was working while trying to get her band known more than just in the Houston area and Jake was getting ready for his final year as a middle school student.

Life was solid for Reba. She had a great husband, wonderful kids, soon two grandkids, and a great career in real estate. Life couldn't be better for her; except for one tiny secret that was being kept from her…and her world was about to be turned upside down.

Reba Hart felt the Wednesday morning sun poor in from the windows as she slowly awoke from her slumber. She was not a morning person, her family knew that and knew well enough to leave her be, so she wasn't surprised when she found herself alone her room. The sheets next to her long since cold.

She was surprised however when she cracked one eye opened and found a thermos of coffee waiting for her with a sticky note attached to it.

She yawned as she forced herself to sit up and reach for the sweet nectar. She sat up and took a sip; enjoying the nice, still hot, coffee. Reba then remembered the sticky note and peeled it off. 'Good morning sexy. Enjoy your coffee and I hope it stays hot for you. Come downstairs for poached eggs when you're ready.'

She smiled and stuck the sticky note in her bedside table with the others. Over the past few years Brock would leave her random notes, she kept all of them. With the little perk of the note and coffee, Reba jumped out of bed and got ready for her day.

Making her way into the kitchen an hour later dressed and ready to go, Reba snuck up behind the man in front of the refrigerator and stood on her tip toes to kiss the back of his neck.

"What did I do to deserve such treatment?" Brock chuckled.

"Being so sweet, of course I'm starting to think you only do it because you don't want to see the 'grrr, I'm Reba' face so early in the morning."

Brock shut the fridge and turned around with a jug of orange juice in hand. "Well duh." He said with a smile. He slipped his free arm around her, resting it casually on her behind. "Plus, I kind of have that love thing going for you."

He pressed his lips to hers for a brief moment before they heard, "Ewww, not while making breakfast Dad." Jake had stumbled downstairs in jeans and a t-shirt Reba was sure he just picked up off the floor.

She was over joyed of him becoming the young man he was but he was just like every other teenage boy, he smelled. "All right." Reba said stepping away. "We're grossing the kid out."

Brock shrugged and slapped her behind playfully as she walked by him, causing her to jump and giggle. "Seriously, guys, you're not teenagers anymore." Kyra exclaimed as she witnessed the exchange. "I thought that was supposed to die off the older got?"

Brock set the juice on the counter and pulled Reba into a tight embrace. "Please! I am more in love now than I ever was."

Reba smiled and kissed him. "Ewww, okay, Jake, come on, I'll take you to Van and Cheyenne's now, at least they know how a married couple really act."

Reba broke away from Brock and turned to her daughter. "What are you taking him to Van and Cheyenne's for?"

"They asked me to watch Elizabeth while they go to the doctors. Kyra offered to take me there."

Reba looked at her daughter in disbelief that she's actually doing something nice.

Kyra, of course, caught her mother's expression. "Oh he's paying me gas money. I don't drive for free. Plus I can use Cheyenne and Van's new pool and raid their fridge while he has to watch the spawn."

Reba rolled her eyes. "Be careful at least."

"Yeah Mom, we can get in so much trouble in their neighborhood. Those girl scouts are dangerous."

"Hey those cookies are dangerous at 150 calories for two cookies. They go straight to the thighs and behind."

"Nothing wrong with your behind." Brock said as he intently stared at her backside.

"Okay seriously gross guys. Come on Jake." Kyra pulled Jake out the door quickly.

"About time they took the hint." Brock grabbed Reba and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

"Hmmm…" Reba said wrapping her arms around him. She pulled away. "So only my backside is fine?"

Brock chuckled, lifted her up by her thighs and set her on the counter catching Reba by surprise. "You know I love every inch of you." He ran his hands up her thighs and around her waist. "Every…" He kissed her throat. "Single…" He moved down her chest. "Inch…."

Reba moaned as his kisses trailed and moved around her neck, chest, and behind her ear; her favorite spot. "Brock, it's Wednesday and…hmmm…even though it's summer…ooooo…we still have to work."

"I know…" He mumbled against her neck. He trailed kisses back up and to her soft lips, giving them on final kiss. "I just wanted to thank you for last night."

Reba laughed. "Shouldn't I be thanking you? I must say you were at your very best last night. I wonder what you want."

Brock laughed. "I just love to hear you."

"Oh, well, I'm glad I could be of service. Now what do you want for dinner tonight?" Brock cringed and Reba dropped her arms from his neck. "You won't be home." She sighed and pushed him away, jumping down from the counter.

"Honey look…" He pulled her back to him but she wasn't responding as well as before. "It came up last minute for the conference in Dallas, it's just for two days. A buddy of mine can't make it and he offered his spot to me. I'm really sorry."

"So last night was about breaking this news to me?" She was still quite angry.

Brock's eyes widened. "No! Oh no, honey, last night was a great night and it was because I love you, not because I have to leave today. I know the timing is bad but please don't see it that way. I just wanted to feel close to you last night, that's all." He gave his best puppy dog eyes, knowing she would forgive him before he left.

Reba's anger was slowly fading. "I really hate it when you do the puppy dog eyes." She stepped closer to him. "Okay, I forgive you but…" She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "When you come back, you better be ready to make it up to me; even more so than you did last night."

Brock laughed and moved a hand down to her backside again, "Oh honey, don't worry, I'll be ready for you." He gave her behind another playful smack as she giggled into his ear. "I love you." He said in all sincerity.

She smiled and held him tightly, giving him a peck on the lips. "I love you too, ya monkey's butt." She gave him a final kiss before turning towards the coffee maker for more. "So when do you leave?"

"As soon as I finish breakfast. I have an hour to pack and then I'm off."

"Hmm…" Reba frowned and turned to give him a hug. "Please be safe."

"Don't worry Honey. It's just to Dallas."

"I know but I always worry when you go away on these trips."

"Aw, honey, it's fine, really. I will miss you but I will be fine." Brock kissed her lips on last time.