Title: Surrender to Love
Chapter 4: Passion in the dark
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Previously- "But, Mr. Holliway!" Samantha protested.
"I don't want to hear it. Samantha, you will stay in that cabin until you and Kyra can get along. I mean it. If you are able to get along by the end of the week, then you will be able to return to Cabin Deborah if you want to, but if you two can't get along, you will stay in Kyra's cabin until you do. The two of you will be sitting at the isolation table for all meals this week. Samantha will be joining Kyra's team for activities. You will learn to work together."
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The answers to the questions above will be revealed as you read the story. Here is "Surrender to Love!"
Now on with our next chapter-
Five weeks later-
After Mike left the house, Reba walked over to the closet in search of something to soothe her wounded spirit. She decided on her peach blouse that dipped in a v-shape to show off some cleavage and her hip hugger jeans. What the heck. It's girls' night out after all. Knowing what the effects usually were for nights like these, she went in search of some pajamas to put out on the bed. She hated to fall asleep in her clothes after a night out. Something drew her to the blue flannel pajamas. She smelled the material, amazed that it still smelled of Brock after all this time. The telephone rang and Reba rushed to pick it up, so it wouldn't disturb the girls.
"Hello?" she answered.
"It's Lori Ann. I saw Mike's car leave. What happened?"
"It's a long story and I just want to get out and have some fun."
"It just so happens that I'm in the mood for that, too. Reba and Lori Ann ride again. The night is young, and ..."
"And so are we. Get over here."
Reba rushed to check on the girls and tell them that she was leaving. She knocked on the door. Three girls were watching TV in Kyra's room. "Just a second, Mom." One of the twins ran into the adjoining bathroom and shut the door. "Okay, Mom."
Reba poked her head in. "Hi, girls. What's up?"
"Nothing, Mom. We were just changing. What do you need?" She smiled angelically at her mom.
Reba did a double take. "Kyra, where did you get that nightgown?"
"Mom, I got this from a girl at camp. Did you need something?"
"Yes, I just wanted to let you know that I'm going out with Lori Ann. We're going bowling and we'll be back late. If you need anything, just call on my cell."
"Okay, Mom, got it. We'll be fine. Have fun."
"That color looks really good on you, sweetie. Good night."
The girls waved at Reba. Reba shut the door. The other twin emerged from the bathroom. "That was close."
Reba rushed to answer the knock on the door. "Oh, it's you?"
The man with the brown hair and bedroom eyes leaned against the doorway. "Such a warm greeting. Surprised?"
Reba recovered from the shock. "Yeah, I'm going out with Lori Ann tonight."
"And I'm your designated driver. I had a fight with Lori Ann, which I'm sure you'll hear all about later. Now, my penance is to serve as chauffeur for you ladies."
"And we'll be flirting with as many men as possible, Jack. Chew on that for a while."
"Sometimes I wonder why I got involved with either one of you."
She put her hand to his cheek. "That's too bad because you're stuck with us. Lori Ann is the mother of your child and I'm the best friend. What would you ever do without me?"
"I'm going to have to try because you're engaged to be married to someone else."
"This conversation is getting way too serious for me. Let's go." She linked arms with Jack and headed out the door.
Reba was on her fourth Pink Squirrel, and Lori Ann was on her third Long Island iced tea. The ladies were in their second game of bowling so far, both averaging less than 100 per game. They were laughing and having such a good time that the scores didn't matter. They flirted with the bartender in the hopes of getting a free drink.
"Want a smoke?" Lori Ann pulled out a soft pack of Virginia Slims 100's.
"Nah, I'll just grab a beer. Feel free to have one. I saw the bartender head outside with a pack in his hands."
"I know. I have a feeling my mojo is on fire tonight."
"Don't you already have a man, a very hot man waiting for you at home tonight?"
"Not exactly. After last Saturday night, I thought that we would start seeing each other again, but that got squashed tonight. He hadn't called me back for days. When he showed up, he made excuses that he'd been 'very busy'. Since he's not good at long distance relationships, we're better off staying friends for Janel's sake."
"Oh, Lori Ann, I'm so sorry! I know how you feel. Remember how I ran into Brock last month? He tried to get into bed with me, but I knew I had to resist him. That snake is remarried to his first wife."
Lori Ann took another swig of her drink. "Okay, Reba, you win. Your ex is lower than mine. But at least you've got the perfect man now."
"Yeah, right! Pfft... That's why I'm sitting here with you getting smashed."
"So, what happened?"
"Lori Ann, I had the perfect evening planned. After a nice family dinner, the girls went upstairs for the night. We sat in the living room, snuggling on the couch. I told him that I want to have another child together after the wedding. He seemed to genuinely like the idea. So, I told him that I had a surprise for him upstairs. I put on my white silky nightgown and came out of the bathroom to seduce him. I locked the bedroom door and made my move. At first, things were heating up. But then, he said that he really wanted to wait until our wedding night this time because he wants it to be special. It's a nice sentiment, but we have a child together, who is old enough to have children of her own. Why wait? Life is too short, but it didn't sway him a bit. We start talking about the wedding and he dropped a bomb on me. He wants to invite everyone we know and make it a big wedding."
"That doesn't sound so bad."
"He wants to invite our families and our exes."
"I can understand why he wants your families to be there, and I hope that includes me."
"You're my oldest and dearest friend. Of course, it includes you. You're like family to me and the girls.
"But why invite your exes? That just smells like trouble. Anything involving Brock Hart is bound to be."
"Mike wants to mend fences and become one big happy family."
Lori Ann rolled her eyes. "How nauseating."
"See what I mean. Brock has befriended my family. Our exes will hear about the wedding anyway. But I don't see the point of rubbing it in their faces."
"Well, I, for one, would enjoy watching that man suffer. I'd like a ringside seat to that."
Reba laughed. "Lori Ann, you're terrible."
"Reba honey, how many times has he run off with the bimbo? He doesn't care about anyone's feelings but his own."
"Yeah, but he stayed friends with my dad and I have always looked like a fool for divorcing a good man. I'm a disappointment to my family."
"I don't have to worry about that. At least, Jack knows to steer clear of my family."
"The last thing I want is for Brock to come back into my life again. Kyra doesn't even remember him."
"The problem is, you do."
"Yeah, Mike doesn't want any secrets between us, so we've talked extensively about our past. He knows that somewhere I had some lingering feelings for Brock I wasn't even aware of when we got married. And Brock used it to destroy our marriage. I had a wonderful man who really loved me and I threw it away for a few moments of lust."
"But you're getting remarried. That's the main thing."
Reba smiled. "Yeah, but I'm frustrated with Mike, too. I haven't had sex in almost a decade. And tonight was going to be the greatest night, the beginning of a renewed passion. He used to think that I was irresistible. Mike never turned me away in all the years we were together. Well, he did one before we were together, but that's another story. Remember? We were both dating other people."
"You two always had a white-hot romance going. You two had the tongues flapping."
"You better go smoke before that bartender gets away."
Lori Ann grinned and rushed out the door, cigarette pack in hand.
Reba shook her head. Her glass was empty and the bartender was otherwise occupied. She stared at the pins. Picking up her bowling ball, she aimed and fired at the pins, imagining what it would be like to be able to unleash her aggression out on him for real.
Reba was in the most pleasant state of being when Jack carried her into the house. "I know why Lori Ann wanted to go out and get plastered, but why did you feel the need?"
She buried her face into his shoulder. "Because I'm not desirable anymore." Tears blinded her eyes and choked her voice.
"It's okay, Reba. You are so beautiful. Let me get you to bed to sleep it off."
She continued to sob.
He gently placed her on the bed. "Come on, honey. Tell me what's wrong. I heard you were getting remarried to your ex-husband. You should be happier than ever." He sat on the edge of the bed.
"I would be, if he were attracted to me."
"Reba, a man would have to be blind not to be attracted to you."
"I was wearing lingerie and trying to entice him, but he didn't want to make love to me. He wants to wait until we're married. Can you believe that? We started having sex twenty-one years ago, had Cheyenne before we were out of high school, got married, and brought Kyra into the world as a family."
"Wait, is he remarrying you because of Kyra? Isn't that why your marriage failed in the first place? Aren't you the one who told me that you never should have married him because you felt used?"
"Wrong ex-husband. Mike is the one who was madly in love with me and would do anything for me."
"Now I see why he won't make love to you."
"What?"
"If he knows you as well as I do, he wants to make sure that you're really making love to him and not your other ex."
She smacked him in the back of the head. "I'm not too drunk to slap you." She glared at him. "Jack, I've apologized for that a thousand times. I accepted his proposal because I want to be with him for the rest of my life. I know that I'm over Brock."
"Prove it, Reba. I don't believe you. You took our perfectly good relationship and held it up against a microscope and examined it to see how I compared to Brock. We were getting serious, but you couldn't handle it."
"Handle this, Jack!" Reba couldn't tear her gaze from his profile. She moved toward him, impelled involuntarily by her own passion. Aware of the strength and warmth of his flesh, her lips found their way instinctively to his. Her soft curves molded to his lean form. Explosive currents raced through her. Her fingers ached to reach over and touch hi. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt her heart pounding. She felt an urgency familiar but still strange because it wasn't something she was used to feeling.
He returned the kiss with a hunger of his own. His tongue explored her soft, welcoming mouth. His fingers brushed her cheek before resting on the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. When the kiss ended, their eyes met and they shared a smile. "I believe you. So, what do we do now?"
His steady gaze bore into her in silent expectation. She smiled with an air of pleasure. She drew his face to hers in a renewed embrace. His lips were warm and sweet on hers. The kiss ended and she felt his warm, moist breath against her face. She felt the tingles of anticipation from the long awaited intimacy. Reba brushed her fingers across his warm, tender lips. His smile matched hers in liveliness. She lifted her blouse up over her head.
Jack's breath caught in his throat. His lips trailed down her throat. He reached to turn off the light. Her lips met his in the darkness. He gently rolled her over to plant gentle kisses over the soft skin on her back. His fingers pressed against the muscles in the back, kneading and caressing her. Reba moaned in appreciation and pleasure.
"Reba?"
"Hmmm?"
"You are very beautiful and I want you very much. But in the morning, you will be with Mike. Lori Ann and I have a lot to sort out. We can't hurt them. I don't want you to regret this in the morning. You've had a lot to drink. You can't make a decision like this. I know that you normally wouldn't make a decision like this. Let me help get you into your pajamas and then you can sleep it off." She pouted, but her head was very cloudy. One thing was clear. He showed her that she was still desirable.
After he got her into her cozy blue pajamas, he kissed her on the forehead, turned around, and left the room, shutting the door behind him. She held up her arm in the dark and sniffed the material before falling asleep on her stomach, defenseless in the obscure darkness.
Reba's bedroom door opened. A tall figure stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the bed. A hint of moonlight shone through the window and glistened on Reba's back. He bent down next to her sleeping form and began to gently caress her soft skin. Awakened by the caress, she lifted her head up off the pillow to see the tall figure next to her.
Although she couldn't see his face, she knew it had to be Mike. He really wanted her and he came back to prove it. Seizing the moment, she reached for him. "I can't believe you came back. Everything will be okay now. We have the rest of our lives together." She locked herself in the embrace of his arms around her. His body covered hers. The touch of his lips on hers sent new spirals of ecstasy through her. His hands began a lust-arousing exploration of her soft flesh. Her body felt as if it was half ice and half flame. His kiss became more possessive, reflecting his urgent need for her. Her hands explored his chest, arms, and back before he lowered his head downward in his exploration of her body with his lips and tongue.
This encounter brought back long buried memories of their lovemaking. She welcomed him into her body, melting against him. Her instinctive response to him was so powerful that her response felt more than physical. Their bodies were in perfect harmony with each other. She was roused to the peak of desire. Her breath came in long, surrendering moans. Her body shuddered. Burying her face in his neck, she breathed a kiss there.
"This has to be a dream. This really isn't happening," Reba said softly. She felt his lips touch her like a whisper one last time before she fell asleep, exhausted and satisfied.
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