First of all I want to say thank you for the reviews!

Chatte578 - Reba has said many times that when she goes with her gut instinct it always comes out to be the right decision. She doesn't know for sure if Charlie is having an affair, its her getting that gut feeling and her knowing that its never wrong. Don't worry though, she does question it in later chapters :0)

Reba-Brockfan - hey! Have you read a story under this name before? or somewhere else? I think you may have my name confused with another, this is the first fic I have written under this name on here :0) but thank you for reviewing and liking the story :0)

Now on with the show! All rights reserved and all that, wish I could own the characters, especially Reba...just imagine...a tiny Reba to go in my pocket...ugh she's so CUTE!

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Down the street at a little diner opposite the theatre where Reba was about to perform, she and Narvel were slowly getting to know one another. He had just told her about his childhood and she had just finished explaining why her daddy wanted her to go into music so badly.

"So Red can't ride barrels..." Narvel chuckled "I thought you were a real cowgirl?"

This earnt him a fry unceremoniously tossed in his face

"Okay city boy...what about you? what made you get into the music industry, Carter told me you were a great salesman"

"Insurance. I liked it, the money was alright. It just wasn't something I saw myself doing for the rest of my life. I took the job because I knew it would put a roof over my family's head and food on the table. As long as they were happy, I was"

"And the fact that you play in a band for a singer who is about to go onstage infront of about 2000 people comes in where?" Reba lifted one eyebrow and curled her lip into a smirk

"Well, the insurance was a steady job. But I loved music, learned to play the steel guitar aged 8"

"8 years old!? My Lord!" Reba giggled

"Yup, was hard but I practiced every day. When I turned 14 I began playing in Pentecostal churches and going on the road with this gospel quartet every so often"

"Looks like we both started pretty early"

Narvel smiled

"Yeah, it was good for a while. Then it came to be that I would be getting booked for shows every weekend, my school work suffered because I would miss Monday and Friday days because of all the travellin'. The worst part however was the actual travelling...Lord...I swear I don't know how I continued doin' it but just imagine 6 or 7 guys twice my age, snoring loudly in an unconditioned bus, hotter than young love in Georgia, and me trying to sleep".

Reba couldn't help but laugh at this. As they were getting to know each other, she noticed that he was coming out of his shell more. No longer held up by shyness, this guy told stories like a child who'd heard it just once and couldn't wait to tell his parents. His eyes lighting up whilst talking about his love for music, his animated hands when telling tales of his childhood. Why on earth had she not gotten to know this man sooner? He was becoming a fast friend in Reba's eyes, and the fact that he had had a similar background growing up - well in the music business anyways - she now had someone to talk to when times got rough on the road, knowing that he would relate..and they could bitch and moan together.

"Reba?"

She was brought out of her thoughts by Narvel, looking at her with a confused expression on his face.

"Sorry...kinda went somewhere"

"Yeah you did" Narvel chuckled, "better be careful red, guy could think he's boring you"

Reba laughed again, this guy is hysterical, she thought.

"Don't worry Narvel, you could never bore me. That's the best thing about having the attention span of a two year old, I get to choose what it goes on and I choose you" she winked at him over her cup of sweet tea.

He pretened to tilt an imaginary cap, "why thank you ma'm"

She giggled again.

"Narvel...I have to say something"

"uh oh"

"Nothin' bad. I just want to apologise for the way I acted towards you when you first came to be with us"

"Reba-"

"Shhh. I'm talkin'" she grinned.

"Go ahead then" He smirked back.

"That first day you joined us...some of the band member told me afterwards how big of a deal it was for you to play with us and how much hard work you put in to learning the songs at such short notice. And there's me, not even acknowledgin' you and walking right past. That was rude of me. If I'd known then you'd be such a great guy to talk to I would have spoken to you then and there, who knows we could have been best buds right now, instead of just gettin to know each other"

"Reba, you don't have to apologise for that, heck you were probably trying to get the show over and done with, and I know how that feels. I'm just a guy that tagged along for a show that later got sucked in by the excitement of being on the road again. I do have to say though, in that moment when you walked past and didn't say anything, I thought to myself, 'my my, for a country bumpkin she sure thinks a lot of herself' "

Reba pretended to look hurt.

"You thought I was a country BUMPKIN? That is hurtful. I'm a rodeo brat!" she stuck her nose in the air and made a small sound of annoyance.

Narvel just smiled. She was cute when she got all "mad".

"Okay then, tell me what you thought about me and we'll call it even"

She turned to face him and looked him dead in the eye.

"Okay, I thought you were a spoilt city boy who didn't want to socialise with his band mates or boss. You were too quiet for my likin'"

Narvel pretended to remove an arrow from his chest.

"WOMAN. You wound me"

They laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation. Narvel had to think back as to when he had seen Reba this let go and laugh as she is now. She was beautiful. Quickly shaking his head, he tried to remove the thoughts he was having. Stop it.
You have a wife and three kids. You shouldn't be thinking about your boss this way. Your married boss by the way. She may be having problems but they are going to work them out. So get your mind away from temptation and stick with the program mister! Looking back up to Reba, who was still grinning from Narvel's joke, he remembered that this is the last time she is probably going to feel like this after tomorrow...so carefree.

Little did Narvel know, was that Reba was thinking the same thing. She was dreading Charlie coming tomorrow, she didn't know if she had it in her to go with Carter's advice and talk it out with him. Plus this gut feeling she was having was getting stronger...still not wanting to believe he could be unfaithful...but knowing her instinct, she had to find out, just to get it out in the open.

Either he was or he wasn't. She will know by tomorrow.

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Well, I know it's a little shorter than the others, but I just had to get it written down this morning and out of my head, because I don't know if you know this but I have a tendency to get a great idea in a second and then forget to write it down and then forget it completely :0(

Please read and review, they mean a lot in terms of if I should continue writing this or not :0)

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