When Reba returned to her table, she tried not to make too much eye contact with Brock. The conversation was light at John and Reba's table. He could tell that something was making Reba feel uncomfortable. He had no idea that the person that was making her feel so insecure was right across the room. He hoped it wasn't him that made her feel that way.

John noticed the familiar blonde who was sitting with Brock.

"Hey Reba? Isn't that the girl who was in your kitchen the other day? I believe you called her the epitome of blonde." He said trying to lighten her mood just a little.

Reba knew that they were sitting there and she had been trying to avoid them the whole time. She gulped and then looked over at the table and saw Brock staring at her. Barbara Jean was waving. Reba bravely smiled and waved at the both of them. Then after that she quickly looked at her plate, pretending to concentrate on her food, when really she was thinking about Brock. She wondered about the future. Something had to happen soon. It couldn't just stay like this forever. She couldn't keep trying to avoid him. She had to tell him how she felt. She hoped an opportunity would come along.

They finally finished lunch and started for home. Once at Reba's house, John escorted her to the door. He tried to embrace her, but she resisted just a bit.

"Reba, what's wrong?" He asked with a sad look in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I guess I just don't feel well." she said.

He nodded understanding that she did not feel like talking about it. He gave her a soft kiss on the forehead and then he walked to his car and drove off. After he was gone Reba walked in the door. She walked over to the couch and layed down. She just layed there thinking about what might happen next. As her mind wandered, she drifted into a peaceful sleep. She lay asleep for a long time, like two or three hours.

Just then there was knock at the door. It was Brock. He had come to talk to her. He was going to lay it all out on the line, and be blunt. When there was no answer he turned the handle of the door and walked in to find Reba asleep on the couch. He shut the door quietly and walked over to where she was laying. He didn't want to wake her up, but he really wanted to talk to her. He bent down to her level and looked at her face. She was beautiful to him. Suddenly he had the urge to kiss her. Will she hate me if I do? he thought to himself.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. His lips massaging hers. Finally she became concious and jumped at the fact that someone was in her face. She pulled out of the kiss and studied Brock's face. Then he put his hand up to her face and pulled her back in for another kiss. This time she did not pull away. They kissed for a long time. Then Reba pulled away and sat in an upright position. Brock sat beside her and waited for her to say something.

"Brock, when I was at the resteraunt, this question popped into my mind. If we are not meant to be together then why do we feel this way? I mean I thought that I had this whole thing in my past, but it feels like all the old feelings are resurfacing. When we were together and when we were so happy. I missed those feelings, and now that they are coming back, I don't want them to go away, even though I know that it is wrong." she said not even looking at Brock. But tears were budding in her eyes and if she blinked she knew they would come streaming down, and she did not want him to see her hurting like this.

"Hey...listen. You don't have to be strong for anyone. Especially me." he said as he watched her trying to hold back the tears. And at that moment they began to pour.

"Brock?" she called.

"yeah...what is it?" he said trying to sound nurturing.

"Why did you leave me? I loved you. I thought we had it so good, with the kids and our life. I mean what did I do wrong?" she said, now gazing into his eyes.

"I made a mistake. It was careless and stupid and it was a result of me not thinking. Please, don't think that you did anything wrong. I am the one who did something wrong. It's my fault that what we had is gone." He said putting his hand to her face to wipe away some of the tears.

"I miss you, Brock. I miss having someone to hold at night, and I miss all the fun we had. Now it seems like I am the "other woman" and I don't feel that it is right. The pain you caused me hurt really bad. It is the kind of pain that I would not wish on my worst enemy and I just could not do that to Barbara Jean." She said, built up with a lot of emotion.

"Reba, you are not the other woman. Please don't think that." he said moving closer to her. Then they just looked into each others eyes.

But what am I going to do about John? she thought. Reba was a person who liked a little humor in a dramatic situation. So after they sat there for a few more minutes, she tried to lighten the mood. " You know...this whole thing reminds me of the movie "The Bridges of Madison County." she said with a little chuckle. Brock looked at her and smiled.

Then without really thinking they both moved into a kiss. Then Reba layed her head on Brock's chest. They just sat there, embracing. Reba did not want this moment to end. This was just how it used to be. Then a flashback entered her mind.

"Good night Jake. I love you." Reba said to her little baby. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and then smiled at him one last time.

She walked downstairs to find Brock sitting on the couch, flipping through the stations on the television. She came up behind him and started to massage his shoulders.

"All the kids are in bed." she said smiling. He looked up at her and smiled. Then he pulled her down on his lap and started smothering her neck in kisses. She kept giggling. She layed her head on his shoulder and they just sat there for a while. Reba loved it when he held her. She never wanted to leave the comfort of his arms.

Then she pulled away and stood up. "I'm going to bed, baby. I love you." she said and then kissed him on the forehead. She then walked upstairs and climbed into her soft bed. She was almost asleep when she felt someone kissing her back. She turned over to find Brock smiling at her.

"Brock...come on."She giggled. Then when he wouldn't let off of her she gave in to him as he slowly positioned himself on top of her. They shared passionate kisses and "I love you's. Their love consumed them and Reba hoped that it would always be this way.

As they sat there holding each other, the both of them never wanted to leave this moment of peace. There was so much in this moment. The old feelings, love and emotion. They thought about the possibilities of the future, and never wanted to forget about the love they shared.

This is supposed to be like "The Bridges of Madison County". Where she loves two men and has to make a choice. This chapter is kind of lame I know but I am kind of getting writer's block...lol so please read and review. Maybe I'll write another chapter. Idk :)