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Chapter 1
"Narvel!" I screamed.
"What?"
"Come here, QUICK!"
Narvel runs up the starirs as fast as possible.
"What's going on?!" He said in a frightening tone
"There's a spider."
"Excuse me?"
"A SPIDER. IN THE BATHTUB"
"You screamed at the top of your lungs over a spider, Reba?"
"Yes.."
"You're such a girl Reba" He starts away
"Narvel! KILL IT"
"Fine, fine"
Narvel heads towards the bathroom, squishes the spider, and flushes it down the toilet. I ran to him with open arms and kissed him right on the lips!
"What was that for?"
"You're my hero" I blushed
He smiled against my lips and gave me butterflies in my stomach. Narvel was the only one that could do that, even when I was married to Charlie it wasn't quite like this. I am definitley proud to be Mrs. Narvel Blackstock, mother to be.
"It was just a spider Reba, anyone could've done that." He tried to be serious.
"Can you just accept the fact that I love you and I'm glad to have you here to kill spiders?"
He kissed my forhead
"Of course I can" I smiled.
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"Hey Reba, we got any peanut butter?"
"CHECK THE CABINET" I snapped at him
I walked into the closet, the best part of being pregnant was that I could wear whatever I want, whenever I want. It was about 65 degrees outside, so I chose light denim jeans, a blue tanktop, and one of Narvel's sweatshirts. After I got dressed and went into the bathroom to start my makeup. Narvel stepped in the doorway and just about gave me a heart attack!
"AHH!"
"Honey, honey, Calm down it's just me."
"You scared me half to death!" I nudged his stomach
"Ouch!"
"Sorry. Now will ya leave me alone so I can get ready."
I started applying foundation, then eyeshadow, when I was half way through my makeup, i felt a huge wet cloth run up my cheek bone.
"Narvel! What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
"You look beautiful without it.." He shyly smiled.
"You're just sayin' that."
"No. I'm. Not." He said inbetween kisses down my neck.
"Narvel, st-"
He shushed me with a kiss and grabbed my hand and led me down the stairs.
He put his hands over my eyes and led me to what I thought was the kitchen, I was right.
"Can I look yet?" I asked aniously "You know how much I hate surprises Narvel, I mean it."
"Almost there"
He sat me down and uncovered my eyes.
"Oh, Narvel." I gasped and smiled with all kinds of feelings.
The kitchen looked like he shipped Paris to our kitchen.
Dimly lit lights, french food, a picture of the Eiffel Tower, and Narvel. We finished dinner and Narvel and I sat and watched a movie before I drifited off in his lap. He was so easy to fall asleep on. His easy breathing was so calming, his hand on my back and pulling me close, he felt like a big pillow.
I woke up in his arms. I smiled and didn't move. It was moments like these I missed. Between shooting movies, tours, and with being pregnant, I knew this wasn't going to last for long.
"OUCH!" I screamed in pain.
Narvel woke up suddenly.
"What is it? What's wrong?!" He was worried.
"It's the baby, Narvel somethings wrong with the baby!"
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