Disclaimer: I don't own Reba the dumb-butt CW does L

AN: This is some time after or when Reba is sneakin out Van's car, Rhonda. It's a Reba/Brock and it's my first fanfic that is gonna be more than one chapter so tell me what you think and I may need your help so please R&R!!

It was Monday afternoon and Reba was ready to get away. She had just slipped into a new dress, it was red and sparkly, it came about 3 or 4 inches above her knee, showed off her hour glass figure, and even accentuated the cleavage that she rarely showed anymore. Lets just say this wasn't a dress Reba was gonna wear in front of the family… especially Brock.

Reba opened her bedroom door and peaked out to make sure no one was around. Once she was sure she quickly glided out the door, grabbed Van's keys and headed for the car.

Little did she know that Brock was asleep in the backseat. When Reba started the car Brock sat up straight. "Oh hey Reba!"

"Holy cow Brock what are you doin in here? You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Well Barbra Jean and I had another fight and I was really tired and Van said I could take a nap in his car… Hey wait a minute what are you doin out here?"

"I was ummm--" She raked her brain for a good excuse but she couldn't find one. "Crap, well I've been sneakin out Van's car I need some time to myself OK!" she hope he would just leave so she could get outa there. She was already mad that he'd seen her dress and she hoped he didn't really notice it.

"Ok so take me with you." He didn't want to take his eyes off her. Brock had always known Reba was beautiful, but in this new dress she was downright gorgeous!

"No way, what makes you think I take you?"

"Because If you don't I'll tell Van that you're takin' out his car. You wouldn't wanna lose your getaway car would ya?" He knew she'd have to take him now.

"Fine!" She wasn't happy about it, but he was right she didn't want to lose this.

They were well on their way when Brock finally decided to break the silence. "That dress looks great on you by the way." It was all he could do to control himself when that dress was showing so much of her lovely legs.

Crap he had noticed, but she was flattered by his comment so she manage to say "Thanks, you really weren't supposed to see it though."

"What were you scared someone would actually see how amazing you look?" He was enjoying this, maybe a little too much.

"No you just weren't supposed to see it that's all!" Her real reason was she didn't want him looking at her in the exact way that he was now looking at her.

"Ok ok sorry… So where are we going?"