The next morning Reba was sitting on the couch after Jake and Kyra had both left for school. She was lost in a book, one of her favorite pass times. She felt so relaxed and was so lost in the book that she didn't even realize when Brock had walked through the front doors without knocking. Brock smiled and could tell that she was lost in the book, so before he interrupted her he decided he was going to go get a bottle of beer from the kitchen. When he came back he had two bottles and looked at Reba. "Hey Red. When are you going to stop reading that book and pay attention to me?"
Reba was startled to hear Brock's voice and she slammed the book shut. "Brock Hart! Do not sneak up on me like that, you moron!" Reba said as she could feel her heart beating extremely fast. "You're lucky you didn't give me a heart attack!"
Brock looked at Reba and kissed her head softly. "I'm sorry honey. You just looked so peaceful sitting there, lost in your book. I couldn't disturb you quite yet." Brock said as he took a seat next to Reba on the couch.
"Isn't it too early to start drinking?" Reba asked Brock when she saw the bottles in his hand. "Please tell me that you're not going to drink both of those."
Brock looked at her and laughed a little. "One, it is never too early to drink, and two, one of these are for you."
Reba raised her eyebrows and looked over at him. "I'd prefer to not drink all day long." Reba said as she picked the bottle up and then took it back into the kitchen so she could put the still cold bottle back in the fridge.
"Come on Reba. It's not like I'm asking you to get drunk and be drunk all day." Brock said as he was still sitting on the couch.
Reba then debated on her choice to put the beer back. She opened the refrigerator door again and grabbed the bottle that she had just put in there. "You know what, to stay sane, I think I'm going to need this beer."
Brock laughed when Reba said that and when she took a seat next to him on the couch he smiled over at her. "That's my girl." Hearing Brock say this was weird, and she wasn't quite sure if she liked it or not.
"I'm not your girl, you moron." Reba said as she looked over at him and crossed her arms.
Brock smiled and looked over at the beautiful red head next to him. He touched her arm softly with his hand and looked at her. It was his turn to make the first move, since she had made the first move last night. "Yes you are. You're the only girl for me." He said as he then leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.
His lips were warm against hers. This was their third kiss since they decided to try and work things out, but every time they shared a kiss Reba could feel the butterflies go crazy in her stomach. There was something about being kissed by her ex-husband that made her feel like she was on top of the world, just as she felt when they kissed when they were married.
Reba smiled against Brock's lips as Brock started laughing. "What's that smile for if you're not my girl?" Brock asked as Reba started laughing. Brock had a point, and she knew that.
"I can laugh at whatever I want Brock. You don't control what I laugh about." This made her laugh even more because she knew she was just being stubborn. The truth was the past three days that she's been with Brock have been the best three days she's had in a very long time, and now that they had been having a great time together, she didn't want it to end. She could feel herself wanting all the things she wanted when they were dating, minus the kids since they already had them. She could feel herself wanting to live with him, wanting to be married to him again. She knew in her heart that they could not dive into their relationship because of everything that had happened in the past seven years, but a part of her wanted to.
Brock looked at the beautiful laughing red head that was sitting right next to him. He was in love with her, and he knew that he wanted to be with her forever. He had lived life without being with her, and he hated that. He knew that he was never going to live his life when he was not with her. "Reba, may I say something?" He asked softly as Reba looked at him and gave him a reassuring smile. "I know you said not to say anything that I didn't mean, but when I say this I want you to know that I mean it. Reba Nell Hart, I love you with all of my heart."
Reba wasn't shocked that Brock said this, but she was shocked that he meant it. There was something about Brock that Reba found irresistible, despite the lies and pain that he had put her through. She was still very much in love with the man that was sitting right next to her, and now the only thing that was between the two of them was her. There was no mistress anymore. It was just the two of them trying to fix what should never have been broken.
"I love you too, Brock." Reba said as Brock looked relieved when she spoke those words. All Reba's face could do was smile but she embraced the tan blonde in a hug, never wanting to separate the two of them. Reba then looked down at the clock. "Brock, don't you have to go to work."
"Well I don't think the boss will fire me for being late." Brock said with a laugh since he was his own boss. "Besides I told everyone to come in at eleven and we would open the office then."
Reba looked at her clock and raised her eyebrows. "Well considering its ten thirty, I think it's probably time for you to go."
Brock whined, not wanting to leave the presence of his ex-wife. "Wait, why aren't you at work?" Brock asked curious to the fact that she hadn't been working for a few days.
"Vacation. Plus, Van has everything going really good at the office. I have to say I'm quite impressed with how good he is doing with real-estate. I always knew that there had to be something else other than football that he was good at, but I never thought that he would be good at real-estate."
"Yeah, the boy is doing great things for his family. Cheyanne marrying him may not as be as bad as I originally thought it would." Brock said as Reba laughed softly.
Reba then looked at him and crossed her arms. "Brock, I really think you need to go to the office. You didn't work at all yesterday."
Brock looked at her and slowly got up. "I know, I know. I just don't want to go. I'd much rather stay here with you."
Reba wanted to melt when she heard Brock say this. "Oh, honey. How about I'll come to the office at 12:30 and we can get lunch?" She asked, hoping that he was okay with doing that. When Brock nodded in agreement, Reba got off of the couch and the two of them walked to the front door. "I'll see you then." Reba said as Brock opened the door. Right before Brock walked out he turned around and looked at her.
"I love you, Reba. I'll see you then." He then pressed his lips to Reba's and then walked away, Reba not wanting him to go anymore.
