Title: Enchantment
Chapter 10: Something so sneaky
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Previously-
"I'd like to see how long you can last without sex. I know how you are, Brock."
"Is that a challenge? If so, then I accept, but only if you take the challenge, too."
"No problem. I can last a lot longer than you can." She offered her hand and he shook it. Inwardly, she was pleased that he chose celibacy over a willing Barbra Jean this time around. But she planned to make it hard for him. She wouldn't be Reba if she didn't. She planned to torture him endlessly.
Little did she know that he was planning the same thing.
What happens next? Keep reading to find out more!
The answers to the questions above will be revealed as you read the story. Here is "Enchantment!"
Now on with our next chapter-
The challenge began the next day. In the morning, Reba began getting ready for school.
"How about we make our bet more interesting?
"How's that?" Brock raised his eyebrows at her and smirked.
She laughed. "You have a dirty mind. I mean, winner pays the loser fifty bucks."
"Deal! It'll be fun."
"Hey, I can't do tutoring after school today." She was packing her book into her backpack.
Brock walked around the divider to talk to her. "Why not? Is it practice for the game? I can work out with you."
"That's not necessary. I'm going to Barbra Jean's. I'm helping her find a man. We're going over the cocktail napkin scrapbook. Plus, it'll be really hot after school so I thought I'd take a swim in her pool."
He scoffed. "Her pool? You mean the pool that I paid for and no longer get to enjoy?"
"You could come swimming with me anytime. I'm sure that Barbra Jean would let you come by and use the pool with Henry and Jake." She held two swimsuits up in front of the mirror to see how they would look on her. "I think I'll pick this one." She held out the bikini for him to see.
Suddenly, his mouth dropped open and he was uncharacteristically speechless.
"I've always liked the way this green one looks on me. What do you think?"
Brock swallowed hard. "Green always looks good on you."
She packed some suntan lotion and a towel with her swimsuit in another small bag.
"How are you getting past the warden? We're grounded."
"Easy, I'm skipping tutoring. Barbra Jean is giving me a ride home to save time. If I get caught, Barbra Jean will cover for me. She's planning on having me babysit Henry while she goes out. She's going bowling on Wednesday, clubbing on Saturday, and movies on Sunday. Babysitting will get me out of the house and I'll get some freedom."
"Just last night, you were calling her a w-e."
"Only when she's sleeping with my husband. She's changed and found Jesus. She's one of my best friends and my ticket out of here. You know that she would do anything that I asked her to do."
He rushed over to his side of the room and began stuffing swim trunks into his backpack.
"I'm out of here. I'm having breakfast at Barbra Jean's. See ya later."
"Wait for me. I want to have breakfast with Henry."
Reba put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes. "Come on, you big baby, let's go. I wanted to have time to myself, but you don't hesitate to butt in."
"If Barbra Jean is cooking, I'm there. My only other alternative is to stay here and be served breakfast by Cheyenne. I would like to live to see the rest of the day."
Reba smiled. "She can't sing and she can't cook, but I love that girl like crazy."
He walked up beside her. "Me, too. Thanks for giving me such a wonderful gift."
"It wasn't my decision. That was God's plan. Two of those gifts for you came a bit unexpectedly."
Reba and Brock walked through the kitchen. Reba tried to conceal her tiny bag.
"Where are you two going? It's not time for school yet." Cheyenne had her hands on her hips similar to her mother's stance earlier. She was at the stove, cooking eggs.
"To Barbra Jean's. She's cooking breakfast for us," Brock responded.
Van's eyes lit up. He jumped up from the table, grabbing Elizabeth's hand. Jake followed.
"Hey, where are you going?" Cheyenne yelled.
Van turned around. "Barbra Jean is cooking. I'm just taking advantage of her hospitality, honey. Grab the baby and meet us there."
While the family helped get breakfast on the table, Cheyenne walked into Barbra Jean's house with a plateful of fresh hot buttered cinnamon raisin toast in one hand and a baby on the other arm. Van grabbed a piece immediately.
"Mmm,mmm. This is really good. I love you, Cheyenne. You are the best wife ever. Look everybody, Cheyenne made toast. And it tastes good!"
Reba grabbed the baby and put him in a high chair. They sat in the tiny kitchen together. Brock brought out the folding chairs so everyone could sit down.
Cheyenne beamed and kissed her husband. "See, everyone; Barbra Jean is not better than me. She can't make toast and I can."
"I always knew that you could do it. Just like taking care of Elizabeth. I knew that when it was important to you that you would eventually learn to cook," Reba commented.
Jake, Van, and Brock were busy scarfing down their platefuls of food. Reba got up while everyone was busy and stashed her tiny bag upstairs. When she came back down, no one noticed she had left.
After school, Reba raced out to the parking lot where Barbra Jean's car was parked. She got in, but Barbra Jean left the car in the space.
"Let's go. I can't wait to get to your place. It's been a long day," Reba said.
"Jakey called. He and Brock wanted a ride home, too. They want to play with Henry after school."
Reba sighed. "Of course, they do. I made the mistake of telling Brock what I was doing after school. He got his wingman to intervene."
"Oh, well. Let's talk about other men in front of Brock," Barbra Jean said slyly.
"Deal!"
Brock and Jake piled into the car and they headed for the house.
Everything went as planned for Reba. She put on the bikini and asked Brock to rub lotion on her. She gave him a kiss on the cheek. He watched her as she glided through the water. He jumped in and started playing tricks on her. He dunked her and tickled her. Jake walked outside with Henry. They jumped in with a ball. The four played a game of ball in the water.
Cheyenne showed up. Her eyes were blazed and her mouth was in a tight frown. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be grounded!"
Brock fumbled for something to say. "I'm here to play with Henry. Nell is here to see Barbra Jean to talk about babysitting."
"You can stay, but she goes home." She pointed to Reba. "Out of the water! You're going home!"
Reba's face turned pouty as she got out of the pool and stomped away behind Cheyenne. They got back to Reba's house and they started laughing.
"You did a great job, Cheyenne! That was quite a performance."
"Think he'll take the bait?"
"Cookies, alcohol, and sex are things that your father can never turn down when offered all at once. I'll win the bet and things will be settled. Maybe that's all we need to get back to normal. Your father will always be a skirt chaser. I'm just helping destiny along. I want to go back to normal."
Cheyenne hugged her mother. "It'll happen, Ma. Don't worry."
Jake and Henry ran through the door. "Okay, we did our part. Barbra Jean is suited up and ready," Jake announced.
"And now, we'll take a step towards normalcy for once," Reba said.
Meanwhile, Brock was sitting on the patio, eating the fresh chocolate chip cookies that Barbra Jean baked. Jake and Henry ate two cookies each before taking off for Reba's. He thought that it was strange that the boys didn't eat more, but they seemed really eager to play video games at the other house. He shook off his suspicions and sipped the ice cold milk. Barbra Jean came out in a skimpy black bikini that left nothing to the imagination with two beers in her hand.
Brock looked up for a minute when she came out, but took his eyes back down to his plate. "Hey, Barbra Jean."
"Hey, what do I call you now?" She set one of the beers down in front of him.
"We came up with Cap," he replied shyly. He chose to ignore the beer.
"Are you enjoying these cookies?"
Brock took another bit of his cookie. "Yeah, they're great. You were always a good cook, BJ."
Barbra Jean leaned in to him with a suntan lotion bottle. "Thanks. You would put a little of this on me. I don't want to burn while I'm in the pool."
Brock sat down next to Barbra Jean on a lawn chair, applying some lotion to her back. Most of her skin was exposed. The suit had only strings that tied in back.
"Mmm, thanks. You were always very good with your hands," Barbra Jean purred.
"It sure is hot out here. I need to jump in and cool off." Brock jumped back from her before running and diving into the pool's crisp clean water.
Before long, he stopped to take a break from his laps. He was resting against the pool's edge. He felt someone swim up behind him. He turned around to see the eager blonde bombshell in her newly thin body.
"Hi. You looked so lonely in here. I thought I'd join you."
"I prefer to swim that way."
"I could think of better ways to cool off, maybe with a nice hot shower." She leaned in and kissed him, putting her hair through his hair as she deepened the kiss. Thirty seconds later, her hands started to travel down to his groin.
He jerked away. "BJ, what are you doing?"
"We're both available. I thought that we could satisfy each other's needs. No one has to know. I thought that I could have some fun with a stud like you."
The whole thing smelled like a trap from Reba.
"What would happen if I took you up on your offer?" He eyed her up and down.
"We could pass the time until you're back to normal. After that, who knows? We didn't work as husband and wife, but we are compatible in the bedroom."
"Exactly, which is why I won't go down that road again. I want more, Barbra Jean. I'm finally maturing into the man that I should have been seven years ago."
"Mature? You?" She laughed.
"Yeah, me. Maybe that's what this is about." He pointed to himself from head to toe. "The more I think about it, the more it makes total sense. I've got to go. Please don't try anything like this again. Get this through your head. We can only be friends, nothing more. Excuse me. I'm going home." He wrapped his body in a towel, grabbed his things, and stormed off.
Barbra Jean picked up her phone and dialed the familiar number. "Mission abort. The jig is up. Golden God is storming back."
Brock entered the house, slamming the door behind him. "Where's Reba?"
Cheyenne decided to play dumb. "Huh?"
"Nell, where's Nell, Cheyenne?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"She's upstairs in her room, grounded."
He stalked off up the stairs. Reba was sitting on her bed, listening to music on her iPod. He entered the room, shutting the door behind him. He turned off the music playing through her speakers.
"Hey, I was listening to that. What are you doing back so soon?"
"You set me up!"
Reba giggled. "Yeah, it was fun, too. How'd you figure it out?"
He stood there furious with her. "Last month, Barbra Jean wanted nothing to do with me physically before this happened. We were finished with each other. The divorce is final. You said this morning that she would do anything that you asked her to do. She called me a stud, which is what you've been saying in your own sarcastic way. It just reeked of you."
"What's the matter? Couldn't she get a rise out of you? Couldn't Brock, Jr come out to play?" she taunted.
"No, because it seems that I am no longer attracted to Barbra Jean. I've proved my point. Even when I'm in that type of situation with her, it's never gonna happen ever again. If you want the fifty bucks so bad, I'll get you the money out with my ATM card tomorrow. Don't ever do that to me again."
"Have a sense of humor, Brock. It's a little funny. I wouldn't be so mad if the roles were reversed."
"Because you'd have sex with Mike in a heartbeat! We've established that. I got an eyeful of proof on Saturday night. Do you want to know what gets Brock Jr going?" He leaned into her.
"I don't care, Brock. Get some clothes on."
"You do." He captured her lips in a slow, tantalizing kiss that lasted for five minutes, reciprocated by Reba.
She pulled away and wiped her mouth. "Ugh, you done."
"I'm calling the bet off and paying you the money. You don't play fair and it stopped being fun. I don't know about you."
"You don't know about me? What about you? It was perfect. You've never been able to resist when there's sex, alcohol, and food involved. You've always been a skirt-chaser. Why now?"
"I think I know why we're like this. It's time for me to change and grow-up. I know what I want and what I should do now."
"That's great. I'm happy for you. Just try and stay out of my way for a while, except for tutoring. This whole thing has gotten way out of hand. I'm also trying to figure out why I'm like this and I don't need any more distractions."
Wednesday night arrived. Henry was being difficult for Reba. She couldn't get him to eat his dinner, take a bath, or go to bed without a fight. She finally gave up and called Brock for help around eight o'clock. He rushed right over. Henry whooped with joy when his father arrived. Brock sat down to eat macaroni and cheese with his son before he got Henry to go upstairs to take a bath.
"I'm sorry I agreed to this. Why did I ever think that I could take care of Henry? He doesn't like me." She sat down on the couch, dejected.
Brock put his arm around her. "Honey, it's not like that. Barbra Jean spoils him. I think that he did this on purpose to get me over here. He's been calm since I arrived, hasn't he?"
Reba nodded. "That's the problem. You stay. I'm going home," she said solemnly. She stood up and walked towards the door.
"Honey, don't be like that. Don't go."
Henry came running down the stairs in his pajamas. "Don't leave, Nell. You promised to read me a bedtime story."
"Your dad can read to you. I've got a lot of studying to do at home."
"But you do with all the funny voices. Mommy and Daddy don't read to me like that."
Reba took his tiny hand and walked up the stairs to Henry's bedroom. Brock followed.
Henry knelt down to say his prayers. Reba was astonished when she heard Henry pray for Brock and her to remain this way.
"Henry, why would you want us to stay like this?"
"I miss Kyra less when you're around. Jake's right. You two are more fun this way. Jake says that you should stay like this a while longer. I think so, too."
"Sweetie, we need to get back to normal. It'll be better once we are."
"No, Daddy will move away. He'll be lonely without us. Van says that you'll be lonely, too."
"Will it make you feel better if I promise to let your daddy stay at my house for at least another year?"
Henry nodded. "I'm sorry I was bad. I just wanted Daddy to come over here with us."
Reba hugged the boy and kissed him on the forehead. "It's okay, Henry. Jake wanted his daddy all the time when we got divorced. I don't blame you." She opened the book and started to read.
Henry was very sleepy by the time the book was finished. Reba pulled the covers over him and kissed him goodnight on his cheek. "I love you, Henry," she whispered.
When Reba and Brock got back downstairs, Brock pulled her into a tight hug. "Thank you, Reba. You really are my best friend."
Reba looked at him. "Are you crying?"
Brock wiped his eyes and shrugged. "I wish that we could've had another child together."
Reba shook her finger at him. "Brock, whatever you do, don't use the word, wish like that ever again. Look at us."
He smiled at her and pulled her into another hug.
To be continued...
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