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-Chapter 4-
Like every Sunday after a Saturday night show, Reba promised herself she'd allow a day off. She slept until around 10, went downstairs to eat the breakfast Narvel had left on the counter for her, and spent a few hours reading on the back porch with a glass of sweet tea. Narvel had left a note saying he'd gone to run some errands, and would be back around noon with lunch. She read until he called and asked what she wanted, and when he got home they ate together at the table.
"Are you having a good day?" He asked as they ate McDonalds, which he thought was childish but Reba loved. He couldn't say no when she asked for it on the phone.
"Mhmm." She waited until she chewed her food to continue. "How about you?"
"Yes. There was a lot of traffic downtown today, but other than that it's been good." He said with a half smile. It was quiet while they ate until he spoke again. "You did great last night."
Reba rolled her eyes. "You weren't even there! The two times I went backstage between songs I couldn't find you. And then you just went home early? What was up with that?" Reba asked, clearly frustrated. "And considering your jacket was in the bathroom in my dressing room, I'm just assuming you spent most of your time in there." Narvel rubbed the back of his neck, exhausted by the fact that everything they said turned into an argument.
"I was back in your dressing room because I had a headache. I was listening to you through the speaker and lying on the couch. I didn't think you'd notice if I was gone. I'm sorry." He said, rolling his hamburger wrapper in a ball and putting it in the sack. Reba looked down.
"It's okay. I'm just trying to find ways to be mad at you." She said with a light laugh. "So, you really were listening?"
He smiled, relieved that their scuffle was over. "Yes. The sound was great back there."
"How did I sound?"
"Just like always." Reba gave him an unsatisfied look. "Which is always amazing." He added, and she smiled.
She threw her trash in the sack as well, and Narvel went to the kitchen to throw it away. Reba followed closely behind him. He closed the trash can, and then turned to find she was so close they were almost touching. She looked up at him, her blue eyes staring straight into his.
"So, we have the rest of the day," She said slowly. She looped her fingers in his belt loops and backed him up against the counter. Narvel looked down at her.
"I guess we do."
"What did you want to do?" She asked innocently, tugging on his pants gently. Narvel cleared his throat.
"Well, whatever you had in mind sounds good to me."
"Well, I did have something planned." She slowly pressed against his body. Her chest was squished against his, and Narvel couldn't take his eyes off of the cleavage exploding from the undone buttons at the top of her blouse.
"Y-you did?" He asked, not moving his eyes. Reba giggled, knowing she had him where she wanted him.
"Yes. It involves you," She pulled her hand from his belt loop and stroked the side of his face. "Me," She slid it down the side of his chest, "and you're little friend that keeps poking me." She added slowly, sliding her hand to the top of his jeans and resting it there. Narvel didn't even realize he was beginning to get hard, but hearing her slow southern drawl and feeling her hands on his body made his lower half tingle.
"That sounds f-fun to me." Reba loved having him as putty in her hands. It had been so long since she'd used her sexy voice, but she loved the way it got to him.
"Well, let's get started then, darlin'." She said, putting her other hand behind his neck and gently pulling him to her level as she started placing small kisses on his neck. She continued to do that until he sighed with pleasure, and then she began to kiss and suck harder while running her fingers through his hair. Narvel wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. They each moaned as his hardness pressed into her lower stomach.
"Let's," he tried hard to speak as she sucked at his jaw and kissed under his ear. "Let's go upstairs now," He said quickly. Reba stopped kissing him and pulled off completely. Narvel ached to feel her body against his as he watched her walk over beside him. She used her hands and jumped up to bring herself to sit on the counter.
"Nope." She said, grabbing his shirt and tugging him between her legs.
"We need to go upstairs." He tried to talk sternly, but the warmth between her legs pressing up against him was making it difficult.
"No. Either right here or not at all, baby." She said, kissing his cheek.
"Reba-"
"Narvel Blackstock, take me. Right now." She said, ripping off his shirt. The sexy tone and the assertiveness of her voice pushed him over the edge. He pulled her close and kissed her passionately, their tongues immediately meeting in an explosion of ecstasy. Reba wrapped her arms and legs around him, getting as close as she could as they continued to kiss intensely. She quickly tore away as he started rubbing against her, and, leaning on her hands, threw her head back letting out a moan. Narvel instantly moved his lips to her neck, which made her moan louder. She tightened her legs around him as he kissed down to her cleavage. He brought his shaky hands to her shirt, and kissed a trail beneath each button he undid. Reba felt herself slip deeper and deeper into a sea of pleasure with every time he went lower. His lips slid across her slim, toned stomach, and when he reached her pants, he couldn't get his fingers to work fast enough as he tried to unbutton them. Finally, before almost breaking the button, he ripped them off with a growl, making anticipation rise in every part of Reba's body. He put her legs on his shoulders as he leaned down and sucked on the fabric of her underwear between her legs.
"Oh God…" Reba moaned, placing her hand on his head as his face pressed into her. He licked her underwear from the bottom of them resting on the counter up to the top lace, and then back down again, making Reba pull his hair while whimpering.
Right as Reba couldn't handle the teasing anymore and was on the verge of yanking off her panties, the backdoor swung open.
"Oh shit!" Reba screamed, and immediately pulled Narvel's face from between her legs. He was so lost in what he was doing that he didn't realize what had happened.
"Oh my God!" Shiloh screamed. He turned to the door to see her quickly cover her eyes as Reba almost fell off of the counter.
"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" Reba exclaimed, landing on weak legs as she buttoned up her shirt.
"Oh. My. God." Shiloh repeated, turning and leaning against the door with her face in her hands.
"Haven't you heard of knocking?" Reba asked angrily as she searched for her pants. She turned to face Narvel, who had just realized what had happened as well as the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt and that his boner was very evident.
"Oh!" He said. He looked around for his shirt, but ran out of the room when he couldn't find it.
"Shiloh, what the hell!" Reba asked, sliding on her pants. She couldn't tell if her heart was pounding so fast because of Shiloh walking in on them or because of what Narvel was doing before then.
"Oh…my God." Was all Shiloh could say as she remained against the door.
Reba sighed in ager as she brushed back her bangs. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot, trying to stay calm. Shiloh finally turned around to look at her. Reba was in shock to find that instead of embarrassment or guiltiness, Shiloh wore a face of anger.
"Why were you two doing that? In the kitchen? I mean Really?" Shiloh asked with angry attitude, stepping forward. Reba's mouth dropped.
"Excuse me?" Reba couldn't believe what she had said. "You just barge in on me and my husband doing something in our own house, and now you're going to blame us?" Shiloh stood with her hands on her hips, and looked at Reba in a way that she had never seen Shiloh look before. There was pure anger and almost betrayal in her stare. The fact that Shiloh had ruined something that Reba had been needing for months and the way she was acting was making Reba angrier and angrier with each step she took. Before long, she was just a small step away from Shiloh, who wore the same stern face. "We can do whatever we want, where ever we want." Reba said, looking into her eyes. "And there is nothing you can say that will change that. Got it?"
Shiloh breathed heavily out of her nose and her mouth was tight. Steam could have come from her ears and it would have looked right to Reba. Reba's fists were clinched, and right as she thought she was going to slap Shiloh for not talking and just staring at her like that, Shelby, Reba's son, walked in the back door.
"Woah." He said as soon as he saw the tension between Shiloh and Reba. "Did I walk in on something?"
"No, but I did." Shiloh said sourly. The last thing Reba wanted was Shiloh telling Shelby what she had seen.
"Zip it." Reba said sternly, holding a finger up to her before walking over and hugging Shelby. "You're fine, baby. What do you need?"
"I just came by to get some soap. Me and some friends are washing my truck today." It seemed that Shelby never went shopping. Anything he needed he went to his parent's house for. Shiloh stayed by the door with her arms crossed infront of her chest as Reba dug under the sink for some soap. She finally pulled some out as Narvel walked in.
"Listen Shiloh, I'm sorry about-" Reba rose up quickly, reminding him with her eyes that Shelby was in the room. "…hey there!" He said uncomfortably as he waved at Shelby. He leaned against the counter, not sure what to do.
Reba stood and brought the soap to Shelby. Narvel was looking at the ground awkwardly before he brought his eyes up to Shiloh. She had been staring directly at him, and didn't move her eyes when he saw her. She stared at him so intensely and so full of rage that he looked away, rubbing his jaw.
"Thanks mom." Shelby, who didn't seem to notice, said as he walked towards the door. He turned before opening it. "Is everyone okay? Y'all were acting weird." He said, scratching his head.
"Yes we're fi-"
"If you knew what happened you'd be acting weird too." Shiloh cut Reba off.
"Shiloh." Reba looked over at her, and then back at her son. "We're all good."
"Yeah, apparently really good." Shiloh looked at Narvel and then at Reba.
"Shiloh." Narvel said, a little more intense than Reba, as he straightened his posture.
"What's going on?" Shelby asked confused.
"Oh nothing big. I just walked in on your parents fucking." Shiloh said with a straight face. Narvel choked on nothing and Reba's jaw dropped.
"Shiloh!" Reba yelled.
"I'm gone!" Shelby said, covering his ears and running out the door.
"Get out." Reba said to Shiloh, pointing at the door. She didn't move. "Get out!" Reba screamed so loud her voice cracked.
"Shiloh, you need to leave. Now." Narvel said in a voice that anyone knew better than to argue with. Shiloh opened the door forcefully before staring at Reba one last time. Reba stared back just as mean, knowing she would win. Shiloh looked away, and slammed the door loud behind her.
Reba stared at the door with her arms crossed before turning to Narvel. He sat at the counter with his head in his hands. She sighed, trying to hold back her tears.
"I've got some work I need to get done." Narvel said, standing slowly. Without responding, Reba ran out of the room and up the stairs, into their bedroom. She collapsed on the bed, letting her tears fall freely as she sobbed into the pillow. She turned onto her back and put her hands on her face, feeling cool sticky tear streaks on her cheeks. She sighed, hating how close they had come before the whole moment was ruined. She laid there in the silence for a second before hearing the door slowly open.
"Honey?" When Narvel saw the tear stains glistening beneath her hands, his heart broke. He went and sat beside her on the bed. Gently, he put his hands over hers and moved them from her face. "What's wrong?" He asked, wiping beneath her eyes.
"We came so close." Reba said, not looking up. He rubbed her arm.
"We still can, if you want, baby." He said. But it didn't seem sincere to Reba. She sat up slowly.
"I don't even want to anymore. I've got to go call Shelby and convince him that we weren't doing anything." Narvel sighed.
"Are you sure you don't want to?"
Reba nodded and sat cross legged next to him. "Just tell me you love me. And say it like you mean it."
Narvel stroked the side of her face. "I love you, Reba." He kissed her softly, and then pecked her cheek as she hugged him. "More than you'll ever know." He said into her ear. Reba smiled and ruffled his hair before getting up from the bed and going downstairs to call Shelby.
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As Reba did the laundry that night, she had plenty of quiet time to think. Narvel had already gone to bed, and all she could think about was Shiloh's behavior. She had never seen her act that way before. She had been so nice, and so caring to Reba. It hurt her heart to remember the way she stared at her. So many thoughts were running through her head. What had gotten into her? Was she just disturbed by what she saw? Reba put some boxers and a tank top in the washer. What if she was on drugs when she came by? Her mom does them, who's to say she doesn't? Reba sprayed a stain on a blouse before dropping it in. Could it all be because she really does have feelings for Narvel? She picked up Narvel's jacket and tossed it in. Something fell from his pocket, and she looked to the ground after closing the lid. Her face went white.
With shaking fingers, she picked up a hot pink, lacy thong.
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Reba left before Narvel woke up. She wasn't ready to confront him. But she also couldn't talk to him without losing it. It was hard enough to sleep next to him all night. She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to hit him. But instead she lay there in the dark, reminding herself that she would get to Shiloh first.
She left a note saying 'at work' on the counter, because that was all she could write. She got in her car and sped down the highway. She spent 30 minutes cleaning her office before deciding it wasn't too early to call her. Shiloh picked up after the first ring. Reba reminded herself to stay calm, because if she scared her Shiloh wouldn't come, and Reba needed to see her.
"Hello?"
"Shiloh? I need you to come in early. Straight to my office, please."
"Well, I just woke up-"
"I'll see you in 10 minutes." Reba hung up. She went to her desk and pulled a flask of whiskey from her purse. She knew it was too early, and very unprofessional to be drinking at work, but she didn't care. She took a long swig before throwing it back down, not even bothering to hide it.
12 minutes later (Reba was counting), Shiloh slowly pushed the door open and peeked into her office. Her hair was in a messy bun, and her makeup was smeared.
"Good morning…" Shiloh said sadly.
"Shut the door behind you." Reba stood from her desk. Shiloh took a deep breath and shut the door, trying not to shake.
"Listen, if this is about yesterday-"
"You little bitch." Reba said, stepping forward and keeping her eyes on her. Shiloh stepped back against the door, her eyes wide. "I take you in. I listen to you complain about your home life. I help you with your career. And you do this to me?" Reba asked, pain and anger rising in her throat.
"R-Reba, I don't understand-"
"Shut up Shiloh!" Reba yelled before turning quickly and going to her purse. Shiloh stepped towards her curiously, trying to see what she was digging for. When Reba found the lace thong, she pulled it out and turned to Shiloh. "Look familiar?" She asked in a menacing tone.
"Reba, I don't understand-"
"I found this in my husband's jacket!" Reba yelled. Shiloh's eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
"Reba, I swear I have no clue how that got there!"
"Don't pull that shit on me." Reba stepped forward. "Just tell me the truth, Shiloh. Don't you think I deserve at least that?" She asked, feeling tears form in her eyes. She immediately forced them back and allowed her anger to overcome her sadness. She couldn't be weak right now.
"Reba I swear!" Shiloh's voice creaked. "That's not mine!" Reba couldn't control herself. She pushed Shiloh hard, and she landed on her butt. She looked up at Reba in shock.
"How could you?" Reba yelled, angry tears escaping her eyes. "I thought we were friends? Do you realize what you've done?" Reba knew the whole office could hear her, but she didn't care. "You ruined everything!" Shiloh stayed on the ground, looking up at her in disbelief.
Outside of Reba's office, everyone worked silently and acted as if they didn't hear the commotion. However, Linda, Reba's back up singer, was just walking in when she heard Reba screaming. Everyone watched as she slowly walked in Reba's office and closed the door behind her.
"Are you okay? What's going on?" She asked, in shock at the sight she saw. Then, her eyes drifted down to the hot pink thong in Reba's hand. Her mouth opened slightly. "Why do you have Amy's underwear?