A.N. I hope you liked the first chapter. Here's chapter two...
"See you smile. And he didn't tell me I can just tell," said BJ, "I'm gonna set you guys up!"
"Fine I'll go out with him, but just to get the record straight... Do you really think he's hotter than Dr. Hunky?"
"Nope!" said Barbara Jean.
"Haha, BJ. I kinda think he is. He's so.. I don't know. I can't describe him. He's... Brock," said Reba shyly.
"Aww Reba! You really love him!" exclaimed Barbara Jean.
"I guess I do," Reba then realized what she said, "oh my god thats not what I meant. I really really like him."
"No you love him. I know you do. Are you free Saturday?"
"Yeah."
"Okay I'm gonna talk to him," said BJ.
"Make sure he knows its me he's going out with. And don't tell him that I still..." said Reba trailing off.
"Love him? Why would I tell him that? I'll leave that to you!" exclaimed Barbara Jean. "Okay well gotta run!"
"Bye Barbara Jean."
BJ leaves and heads straight to hers and Brock's house three doors down. She nearly sprints down the street, and when she gets there she almost twists her ankle from running in heals.
"BROCK!" screamed Barbara Jean as she ran into the house, "Where are you!"
"Calm down, Barbara Jean, I'm right here," replied Brock.
"I got you a date!"
"Barbara Jean. I am sorry to say this, but it is really weird for your soon to be ex-wife to set you up on a date!"
"I bet you'll go when I tell you who it is!"
"There would only be one person that I would..." said Brock.
"And who is that?" asked Barbara Jean.
"You don't know her."
"I think I do! Does she have red hair, blue eyes, and the voice of an angel... as you described her?"
"Yes," admitted Brock, "Wait you got me a date with Reba?"
"Yup!" exclaimed Barbara Jean.
"How'd ya get her to agree with that?"
"It was easy, but I can't tell you why. Its on Saturday night okay?"
"Yeah," replied Brock.
"Pick her up at seven. Me and Henry are to be staying at a hotel from now on. Actually he can stay here some nights, but we'll both not be here on Saturday night," said Barbara Jean winking.
"Haha Barbara Jean."
Saturday night came quickly for both Reba and Brock. All week they had been awkward around each other. Reba was up in her room getting ready for their date.
"Cheyenne Montgomery! Get your butt in here!" screamed Reba.
"What mom?" asked Cheyenne.
"I have nothing to wear! I need your help!"
"Okay okay. Calm down, please. We don't want your blood pressure get to high. Did dad tell you where your going?"
"No he didn't. But he said to dress casual and comfortable."
"Alrighty wear these jeans with... hold on," said Cheyenne walking into her room and coming back with a halter top, "Wear this with your brown cowboy boots. The dark brown ones. Call me back in once your dressed."
Reba but on the jeans, halter top, and boots. The orange halter top really worked her figure and the color looked great with the dark blue jeans that made her butt look fantastic. The boots were a nice comfortable addition.
"Cheyenne! Come here quickly its 6:30 already!" shouted Reba.
"Wow Mom! You look great for someone your age!" exclaimed Cheyenne.
"Hey I am not old! And by the way your father is three years older than me!"
"I know mom. But let me do your hair and make-up."
"No I'm gonna keep my hair like this. Brock always loved my curly hair. You can do my make-up I guess."
Cheyenne does Reba's make-up adding some blush, dark eyeshadow, some blue eyeliner, and three coats of black mascara.
"Wow, Cheyenne... I look great!" said Reba happily.
"I know," gloated Cheyenne proud of her work.
"Okay I'm gonna stay up here til he gets here. You know make an entrance."
Brock arrived right on time to pick Reba up. As soon as he saw her is jaw dropped to the floor.
"Wow Reba you look even more beautiful than usual," said Brock with a sweet smile playing on his lips.
A.N. I am gonna leave it here for now. Sorry this took me forever. But I had a soccer tournament and school keeping me busy. I hope you like it so far. Love will find its way to you sequel is next in line for me. Until Then...