"Yeah that's Reba Mc Entire she's a great actress." the man that's playing her husband is cute."
(Scoffs) "Not as cute as me."
"You both are about the same except his not a butt."
"Haha!" Reba it's killing me inside we have been together for almost three weeks which feels like a month will you marry me?"
"Brock we have been over this.." (pausing) "give me time I'm not sure I can trust you just yet."
"Why?"
"You hurt me Brock!" I'm not going through that pain again!" grabbing the remote as she turned off the TV.
"I know and I've told you I'm sorry at least a thousand times what more do I have to prove to you?"
"That you really love me an won't ever cheat on me with another woman." kissing him on the forehead as she walks upstairs to her bedroom
Barbra Jean lightly knocked on the front door as she took a deep breath.
"Hey Barbra Jean." What are you doing here?" asked Brock
"I signed for us to have joint custody of Henry."
"Thank you." sighing with relief.
"Welcome." I better go get Henry ready for his nap." Bye." said Barbra Jean as she began to walk away
"Barbra Jean." said Brock softly
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry."
"Me too." walking back to her house
Morning came as Brock slowly walked out of Reba's bedroom trying not to wake her up heading downstairs to the kitchen.
Hours pasted as the sun came up an creased Reba's face through the curtains waking her up as she wiped the sleep from her eyes an got out of bed. Seeing that Brock was not beside her she grabbed her robe an headed downstairs.
"Brock you here?" said Reba walking towards the kitchen
"Yes Reba I'm in here." said Brock smiling as she walked into the kitchen.
In her mind she was relieved because she thought she had lost him once again an that he wasn't keeping his promise to her. "So did you sleep good?" pouring herself some coffee
"Yeah I sleep great." (Sighing) as he brushed his fingers through his hair.
"What's wrong?" taking a seat next to him at the kitchen table
"Barbra Jean made it were we have joint custody of Henry."
"That's great." Oh please don't say it this time!" You want to go back to her don't you?"
"No I don't." I want to be with you."
"You say that and I just hope you mean it." Brock I do love you, but I don't want to play anymore games with you."
"You won't have to cause I'm not going to mess up again."
"I hope not." walking out of the kitchen heading upstairs to get ready for work.
Reba had just got home from a rough day at work when she walked through the front door to find candles lit, lights dim, and soft music playing on the cd player. "Brock what is all this?" asked Reba as she threw her coat on the couch
"All for you." I have a bubble bath ready for you upstairs." handing her a glass of wine."I'll have supper ready soon you go relax."
"Thanks Brock." walking upstairs to her room as she slips out of her cloths an high heel shoes while slowly taking a dip in her bubble bath.
"Reba honey?" said Brock lightly knocking on the bathroom door.
"Yes Brock?"
"I bought you a little present since we have been going out for two months." I'll lay it right here on the bed."
"Okay." said Reba getting back to her bubble bath.
Brock put her present on her pillow and headed downstairs to check on dinner.
As Reba got done with her bath she slipped into her PJ'S an opened her gift from Brock. Tears fell down like rain drops falling from the clear blue sky.
Putting on the ring she wiped her tears away an headed downstairs to the kitchen
"Brock it's beautiful." Thank you." walking up behind him as he was plating their food giving him a warm hug.
"Welcome." I'll do anything for my beautiful lady." said Brock turning around giving her a gently kiss on the lips.
After getting done with dinner Brock cleaned the kitchen while Reba relaxed on the couch drinking her wine an staring at her beautiful ring.
"Reba can I ask you something?" said Brock walking into the living room as he brought out a new bottle of wine.
"Yeah." pouring her a little bit more wine.
"I was thinking of going golfing for a couple of hours with my friends."
"Why so you can run off back to Barbra Jean." putting her glass of wine down on the coffee table.
"No!" I thought it would do you good to be alone for awhile an think things over."
"No you didn't Brock!" You want to go back to Barbra Jean!" You know I think I'm the one who made the mistake!" running off upstairs slamming her bedroom door.
Chapter 12 is coming soon...