AN: Ok I know the first chapter ended pretty quick but I my mom made me go to bed because I had an exam this morning but it was my only one and school's almost out yay! SO anyway here's chapter two I'm not exactly sure where this story is going yet so any input would be fantastic! Oh and thank you Katherine2394 and Reba0is0Ahmazing for the reviews so without further ado Chapter 2:

"The little honky tonk down the road, we're almost there."

"Oh really…" Brock was surprised he'd never really known Reba to be like this. Sneakin' out to honky tonks, and wearin sexy clothes. Well that wasn't entirely true she used to sneak out with him all the time when they were dating.

Reba parked the car, got out and shut her door. "You comin' Brock, or are you just gonna sit there with that dumb look on your face?"

"What," She had snapped him out of his day dream "Oh yea I'm coming… Did you really think I was going to sit here while you go in there wearing that?"

"Shut up you mo-ron… and stop lookin at me like that!"

Brock was still making goo-goo eyes at her, he honestly couldn't help himself.

When they walked in Brock noticed every head turn to look at the woman just a few steps ahead of him. Reba noticed the stares too, but she didn't know what the big deal was.

"Brock, what are they all staring at?" She slowed down to make sure he had heard her and so she could hear his answer. She jumped a little when she felt his hand on the small of her back. Brock sent a tingle through her body when he leaned in close and whispered breathing hot air all over her neck "You!"

Reba quickened her pace to get out of his reach. She had no idea the effect he had on her was still so strong.

They made their way to a circular booth near the back. They sat down and ordered a couple of beers. The dimly lit area wasn't a good place to sit in silence with her ex, so she decided to make conversation.

"So what did you and the crazy blonde fight about this time?"

" Well it's really just one fight after another, I've sorta lost track…" He really didn't feel like talking about Barbra Jean right now. "Hey this is supposed to be an escape can we please not talk about my stupid problems Reba."

"Ok sure." She was actually glad he didn't want to talk about his marital problems because those conversations usually led to fights between the two of them. Just then she felt him getting closer to her in the booth. Reba didn't want to relive the feelings she had had not too long ago, partly because she didn't know if she'd be able to resist him this time. 'he must not know what he's doing to me' she thought.

Unfortunately for Reba, Brock knew exactly what he was doing and he didn't plan on stopping. He moved closer and closer ever second. Reba felt as if their booth was on fire. She had to get outa there… and fast!

Reba was short of breath when she bolted up from the booth. "I'm going to go dance… DON'T follow me!"

"But--" "I said DON'T!" She quickly turned and walked out onto the dance floor.

He obeyed her wishes he was content to just watch her dancing… for now. After a song or two several of the men in the room started dancing around and with Reba. He knew he wasn't the only one that couldn't keep from looking at her. Brock felt his jealousy rising with the amount of men surrounding the woman that he had come here with. Brock couldn't stand the way they were leering at her, he just couldn't sit still anymore or he thought he just might burst.

Brock jumped up and walked onto the dance floor with a very determined look in his eye.

AN: Okay I know it's short again but it seemed like a good place to stop and I promise I'll update soon! please R&R!! Love you guys! 3