Reba and Jack are both extremely embarrassed. Jack stands up, and puts his pants back on.
"Thanks for coming over Jack." Reba says as she clasps her bra back on.
"Not a problem. I still love you Reba. If you ever decided that you love me too, I'm here." Jack replies.
"Okay." Reba says. Jack slips his shirt back on, and sits on the couch to put on his boots. "I guess this is goodbye for now."
"Yeah." Jack replies with a nod. Jack walks over to the door and walks out. Reba goes into the kitchen and looks in the cabinets.
"Great! There is not one bottle of wine in this house!" Reba hollers aloud. "Looks like I'm going to the grocery store." Reba takes her keys off the counter and walks out the back door.
Realizing that red wine was more expensive than she remembered, Reba went to her favorite Italian restaurant instead. She went inside and sat at a table. The waiter brought her a menu. She was going to get a glass of red wine, and maybe a few pieces of garlic bread, but not a big dinner. A shadow comes up next to her. Reba doesn't look up from her menu.
"Reba?" The shadow asks. The familiar voice knew her name. Reba looks up at him.
"Brian? Brian Collins?" Reba asks excitedly.
"Yes… That's me." Brian says with a smile.
"What are you doin' here?" Reba asks him.
"I was about to ask you the same thing." Brian says.
"How've you been? I haven't seen you in maybe 7 years?" Reba suggests.
"Yeah. It's been about 7 years." Brian replies. "I've been good… Still single." Brian smiles. "Yeah, I haven't dated since you and I broke up."
"Really?" Reba asks surprised.
"I've been waiting for you to be ready to say I love you." Brian responds.
"Oh Brian. I just don't know. I have thought about you. Really, a lot; but I don't know if I'll be able to say I love you." Reba says with a sigh.
"Have you gotten as close to ring-a-ding as we did?" Brian asks. Reba laughs.
"Oh Brian, I haven't heard that phrase since last time I saw you." Reba says.
"Is that a no?" Brian asks. He kisses Reba. She breaks the kiss.
"I want to go slow." Reba replies.
"We've been out before." Brian says. "I know you aren't a virgin out of Pompey."
"That may be, but still." Reba responds.
"If you didn't like me why didn't you tell me?" Brian questions. He turns to walk away.
"Brian, don't go… I love you." Reba says. Brian stops and turns around. Reba loves him all the way to the car. The heat of their breath steams up the windows.
"Roll down the window. I can't breathe." Reba says.
"I don't think that's such a good idea." Brian replies. Then something hits the window. Reba uses her foot to roll down the window. A bright light flashes in the car.
"Excuse me, kids." A cop about Van's age says. "This isn't your parent's driveway. Please leave."
"I'm older than you are officer. We'll leave, but don't treat me like I'm 17." Brian replies. Brian sits up in the driver's seat.
"Reba?" A voice calls from behind the cop.
"Terry?" Reba asks sliding down into her seat. Terry walks over to her window.
"Who is this?" Terry and Brian ask pointing at each other.
"Oh Terry, this is Brian Collins. Brian this is Terry." Reba says.
"I don't care who any of you are. I just want you out of here… Now." The cop says flashing the light in Brian's eyes.
"I'll meet you at your place Reba. This way we can catch up." Terry says as he walks away from the car. Brian puts on his seat belt and pulls the car out of the parking lot.