Rose here! I convinced janeta to let me write here. Here's chapter 2 of our fic.
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Disclaimer: Same as before.
Logan chose a quiet little Italian bistro for the date called Fior D'Itialia. They chose a table in the garden outside lit by a soft glowing candle. Reba loved the place, but it intimidated her, especially since it was her first date in a few months. It didn't help that she couldn't understand a single thing on the menu. The waiter came over almost right away to take their order.
'I'll have the um… Go-no-chi?" Reba tried, pointing helplessly at her menu.
Logan laughed and looked over Reba's menu. "She means the Gnocchi. And I'll have the sandwich di tonno."
The waiter took their menus and strode away. Logan peered across the table. "So how is Kyra doing? I haven't seen her since she was just a little kid."
"Oh she's doing just fine. A few years ago she went to live with her dad, so I don't see her as much as I'd like to either."
Reba went on to talk about Brock and Barbra-Jean as the waiter brought their food. "What about you? What's your story?"
Logan smiled and looked up from his food. "I've been in a few serious relationships, but I haven't real found that special someone."
"Do you really believe in one true love?"
"I believe that there is one special person in this world for me. I've already waited forty five years, and I'd wait forty five more if I had to."
Reba tried her best to suppress an "aww" as one of the nearby waiters snorted. She had never heard anything like that from Brock, and wondered if he really meant it.
Van sat down on the couch in the living room, not sure what to make of Logan. Cheyyne wandered down the stairs with a pile of laundry.
"What's wrong honey?" She asked, dropping the clothes at the foot of the stairs.
"I don't think it's such a good idea that Mrs. H is dating Jakes principal."
Cheyyne came around and sat beside Van on the couch, flipping on the TV. "Why not? He was always a great principal, and I think mom really likes him."
"You should've heard what he said about my injury. The man's a jerk Cheyyne!"
Cheyyne raised her voice. "Van! Why can't you just be happy for mom! Do you have any idea how hard it is for a woman her age to find a date? Besides, we have more important things to worry about. Like how we're going to tell that we're moving out."
"Yeah," Van sighed, "I guess you're right. How do you think she'll take it?"
"Thanks for dinner Logan, and the flower." Reba said as she reached her front door.
Logan smiled and moved closer to her. "No problem, on the third date you get upgraded to a dozen red roses."
"Goodnight Logan," She said as he leaned in for a kiss.
They heard footsteps, and broke apart just in time to see Brock standing there. The awkward silence was interrupted when Cheyyne opened the front door.
"Oh hi Mr. Bailey! Do you mind if I borrow my mom?" Cheyyne said cheerily.
"Of course, I should be going anyway, it's a school night." He winked at Reba, who disappeared inside, leaving Brock and Logan alone on the front porch. Looking at the spot where Reba had been, Logan said. "I don't know why you left her Brock."
Brock was slightly taken aback, and replied. "Well, Barbra-Jean's a great gal."
Walking towards his car, Logan turned back at Brock and smirked. "Yeah- I know."
The front door opened, and a disgruntled Brock entered the house to find Van and Cheyyne talking excitedly to Reba.
"Oh dad! Guess what? Van and I are moving downtown!"
J: Please r&R again, helpful Critisism is apreaciated, and compliments work too! (rose says that we'll try to make the next chapter longer)
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