Reba slipped it off and took the ring she was wearing off. "This says To love forever and cherish. The one you have says nothing. You enscribed both of ours, but when you married Barbra Jean, you were too cheap to get a word on it." Reba explained putting the ring back on her left hand where it had been for 7 years.
"Well if we aren't married, then what happened last night?" Brock asked getting confused. "Well lemme start from the beginning." Reba said. "You knocked up BJ and she had your son Henry, then about a month ago, I was raped and you took care of me, in more ways then some, but the night I began talking, you got me pregnant, and by the way you have got one weird track record." Reba chuckled.
"Ok so you're pregnant, and not married to me, boy, I wish you hadn't told me this." Brock sighed. "Well you needed to know if you were gonna be my husband again." Reba smiled.
"You really would give me another chance?" Brock asked. "I must have when I'm carrying your child." Reba teased. "Well I'm thankful that you will." Brock said kissing her.
Reba finally got to wear her ring on the right finger and they were happy, until, the accident happened.
sorry for the shortness, but I felt like leavin' you hangin' at least till 2morrow.