-- 4 --

Next day Reba took Brock out to find a condominium. He wasn't happy with any that she showed him.

"What's wrong with this one now?" She asked.

"It's too small"

"You'll be by yourself, how big do you want it?"

"I don't know"

"What's going on Brock?" Reba could always tell when something was bothered him.

"OK I'll tell you the truth, I'm not ready to buy the condo right now. Heck, BJ and I still pay rent to you for that house you bought from us to pay the IRS. I don't think I can afford to buy a condo" Reba smacked him on the back of his head.

"And yet you have a thousand dollar to spend for a date!"

"If you keep smacking me, I'm gonna regret winning that auction to go out on a date with you"

"Oh good, cause I want you to be" so she smacked him again. "If I smacked you again, will you cancelled our date?" she asked

"No, you'll have to go on a date with me no matter how abusive you are trying to be to get out of this" Reba sighed

"Now where you gonna stay?"

"Can't I stay with you for a while?"

"Why can't you stay with BJ?"

"Because she will soon to be my ex, it would be weird"

"Brock, I AM you ex!"

"Yeah, but you're also my friend" Reba sighed again, she looked at Brock who was trying his best to make the puppy dog eyes that Reba always found irresistible.

"Fine! You can stay in Cheyenne's old room until you can afford your own place. But I'm charging you for rent!"

"OK, do you still have more work to do?" Reba couldn't understand why Brock wanted to know if she had more work to do, but she looked at her watch and her schedule.

"Nope, you're my last client and I'm done for the day"

"Oh good, I want to go to a movie"

"What?"

He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the car. He put her in the passenger seat and drove off, "Our date is on Friday, today is Wednesday you mo-ron!"

"Who say anything about a date? I just want to see a movie" Surely Brock wouldn't take no for an answer. Reba thought she had been working hard and couldn't remember the last time she went to see a movie, let alone went with Brock. They choose a movie that they both could enjoy, Brock always said he hated chick-flick movies, but Reba knew he was lying, so when she said she wanted to see a romantic comedy, he pretended to protest.

"The movie was great" Brock commented,

"Yeah, but next time; buy your own popcorn!" Reba complained about him stealing her popcorn and a number of times she still had her hand in the tub and he 'unintentionally' grabbed her hand instead of the popcorn"

"Hey I shared you my drink!"

"That was my drink you mo-ron!"

"Oh yeah!" he laughed "OK then, next time I'll pay for popcorn and a drink"

"And the movie!" Reba didn't let him pay for the movie because she didn't want it to be a date, he asked her to pay for his ticket as well. "You owe me!" Believe it or not, that was his evil plan!

"You wanna go out for a dinner?" Brock suggested

"What? Movie and a dinner? And this isn't a date?"

"No, it's just, I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm always hungry! But do I have to pay for dinner too?"

"If I pay, would you call it a date?" Brock asked. Reba thought for a minute before she gave an answer.

"No, I fell for that once at the movie, you pay for dinner and I won't call that a date. Let me call and tell Kyra that we won't be home for dinner. Can you call and have pizza delivered to the house?" Brock smiled to himself, Reba fell for his tricked twice in a day, how cool was that!

After they finished with their phone calls, Brock took her to a semi-romantic restaurant.

"This is a nice place" Reba commented.

"Yeah, they make a good lasagna. You still like lasagna don't you?"

"Of course" Reba knew he tricked her to come and have dinner with him, but she just played dumb. Things she'd do for a free dinner! "How's the divorce coming along?" Reba made conversation.

"We both decided not to have any lawyers. We're leaving each other on good terms I guess. No more fighting, no more shouting."

"Since when did you find out that you didn't love her anymore?"

"I don't know. It's slowly faded away. By the time we knew we didn't love each other anymore, it was not even heartbreak. We just shook hands and walked away"

"I wish our divorce was that easy" Reba commented. Brock wanted to say something but he changed his mind. They continued to talk about something else beside the divorce. Reba couldn't remember the last time she had a nice conversation with him and it didn't turn in to an argument. They really had good time.

They returned home at almost midnight, Reba opened the door and let him in, Kyra and Jake must have been in bed by now.

"Well, I'm off to bed; you can stay on the couch instead of the garage. Tomorrow you can move your stuff in to Cheyenne's old room. Good night." Reba walked toward the stairs.

"What? That's it? No good night kiss for your date?" Brock asked jokingly. Reba stopped at the bottom of the stairs and turned around to him slowly. Brock was looking for cover.

"We didn't go out on a date, so no good night kiss" Brock thought she'd hit him, but she didn't, so he pushed his luck a little more.

"You mean when we go out on Friday night I'll get a good night kiss?"
Once again, Reba stopped in her tracks; she backed down a couple of steps before she turned around, and gave him a very cold smile.

"I don't kiss every guy I dated, especially a mo-ron. But I'll give you a glimpse of hope that I might let you kiss me if you really impress me".

"OK the challenge is on!" Brock promised!