"Say it with me. I will be your guiding light in the…" next thing Buzzard Booker realized were lips crashing upon his. The redhead's hands began to tangle themselves in his hair as his arms automatically wrapped around her small waist. He wanted to question why this moment was happening but he wouldn't dare do a thing to stop such a passionate kiss fueled by a tender embrace.
But as quickly as she pulled him in she pushed him away. "I'm sorry….I have no idea what came over me. " Reba said breathlessly. Buzzard wanted to speak but nothing came out. All he could do was try to catch his breath. God she was beautiful, Buzzard couldn't think of a single woman that could match up to her. Flame red hair framing the sweetest face, those big blue eyes looking up at him. Those eyes had a sparkle that could keep any man in a trance and those pouty lips that were so magnificent, those lips that could give out the most amazing kisses. " I promise I'm never like this." Reba continued pulling out of the embrace.
"No. Its fine. Its great actually." Buzzard said nervously already craving her to be in his arms again.
"No I'm sorry it was rude." Reba said walking to the other side of the kitchen counter.
"If that's you being rude you can be rude to me anytime"
"You should maybe try to call Barbra Jean, I'm sure she's worried about you."
"Oh yeah, trouble is Big Daddy….thats my Daddy hes big….he wont let anyone use their phones when visiting family so it will be hard to reach her."
"oh"
"yeah"
The two stood for a moment just staring at each other. Buzzard began to feel both nervous and slightly aroused when he noticed Reba was looking him up and down. She was taking every inch of him that her eyes could see.
With a sly smile Buzzard said "Are you checking me out?"
Blushing a little a smile spread across Reba's face as she nodded. Buzzard walked around the counter, he had to feel her close again. Before a thought could pass between the two once more they were in an embrace, their lips massaging one anothers. Buzzard's tounge danced upon Reba's teeth begging for entrance. She immediately opened her mouth more as she pressed herself closer. Both were becoming more and more excited as the seconds passed. The kiss was really beginning to intensify when they began to hear footsteps walking up to the back door. The two reluctantly pulled away from each other as the door opened.
"Hey" Brock said as he entered "Barbra Jean finally got our messages and she is on her way back." Brock noticed Reba looked a little flushed and Buzzard a little nervous. "What are you guys up to?"
"What does it matter to you?" Buzzard asked. Brock took a step back nervously before he could answer Buzzard turned to Reba. "Hey am I still game for the shower? I'm sweatin' like a pig at a bacon factory."
"First door on the right" Reba said quietly.
