A week had past and he had just gottin' back with Reba from showing a single-family detached home to a four person family: a husband, wife and their four daughters.
They took it after hearing Brock praise this was the kind of house for people with a growing family of four girls such as them.
When Reba went to hug him on the sale he turned away to congratulate the people on the buy, not noticing the hurt look on the redhead's pale face!
Swallowing her pride she followed suite and shook the wife and husband's hand in congratulations on their new home.
Now it was lunch time and like always he declined her offer to join her for a quick lunchin' down the street, anything not to be around her.
Eating lunch with his partner who happened to be his enemy was not even part of the plan, even though he wanted to sleep with his enemy.
It became so bad sometimes he had to take a break to the washrooms and take a quick cold shower were they kept showers for the agents who'd do all-nighters. If not he spent his time holding his legs shut.
But here he was, butt in chair mindlessly scanning over papers to be signed by the buyers as he was deep in thought. He mind as well been reading Egyptian script, thus his mind could not intake what he was reading his thoughts were elsewhere.
Since he started a week ago it had been hell on him as he stayed true to his word; Brock never confronted Reba about her part in destroying his baby sister's marriage. Though it was hard keeping his mouth shut when he knew what kind of woman she really was. The kind he vowed never to fall for, though it wasn't likely for him to fall for any sort of woman.
Any hope he ever had when he was a young boy was destroyed when he was force to Watch the bitter loveless marriage between his parents Liz and John D. Hart growing up paralyzed him for good to ever fall for any woman or to even start a family for that matter no way was he to endorse that kind of hell upon any child of his.
Sure she was sexy as hell but he refuse to let his libido take control of his mind. He was here for one purpose and one purpose only, his baby sister needed him and he'd be damned to let some redhead with a flair for seduction effect-him in anyway.
And to make matters worse he had to share the office with the woman he'd despise. He had no idea how he was going to get through this without making his feelings known. Just the thought of her made his blood burn. Yep, there was no question to it she definitely got under his skin.
But he was not going to dwell on her, no! He was gonna focus and rid himself of her grace and femininity.
Grunting in disapproval he clenched his orange fists until they turned blood white, letting loose of his pent up frustrations. Damn, he was thinking about her again. He needed a break. Pushing his chair back and right before he reached for the door a fist bang lightly. He knew it wasn't Reba she wouldn't dare knock on her own office door, maybe it was that sweet girl Madeline' he became quite fond of that young girl reminding him of his sister.
Clearing his head of thoughts he let the woman who had been behind the door in and to his surprise it was both his and Reba's boss, Dolly with that gleam in her sparkling eyes.
"Hey, blue eyes. How's my new favorite agent doing?" dolly wink with a twinkle
She was attractive yes, but damn she had nothing compared to Reba McKinney. If only he didn't hate that lying, manipulating, sexy woman so damn much. She was like a poisonous disease ready to spread anywhere and on anything with one venomous touch.
"Oh, I'm fine just finishing up the papers for the Brown's house that me and Ms. McKinney sold today. I was just about to get a cup of coffee before I finish"
"Hmm" Dolly strutted over to his desk before resting her tush on the end, while looking up at Brock in a provocative way. "I thought you to be more of a whisky kind of man to me" she smiled.
Brock laughed "at work, I don't think so!"
"well then how about dinner at 8 at petite' Jacque's, they have the finest whisky around in Houston."
This woman certainly was something, but she sure was no redhead that got under his skin.
Brock thought for a second before answering. "Sure, why not"
Dolly smiled wide and sat up tall on her heels making her look four inches taller than she really was. Passing by she patted his bottom when passing. "See ya then cowboy" Brock jump as Dolly winked and left.
Brock shook his head with a small grin "Women" he smirked.
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Outside the office Reba had just arrive to hear the little conversation and she was anything but stun by the light she saw flicker in his eyes. Why couldn't he ever have that look? Why was it her blond boss with the boobs? And why should she even care? He was a free Man to date whom he wanted? So why did she get this sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach when he accepted that invitation out to dinner with Dolly?
Why? Well, maybe because you're a jealous ninny who actually likes that arrogant, baboon of a monkey's butt of a man who makes you tingle continuously whenever in his presence.