She was standing in front of her full length mirror looking at her current outfit. In 30 minutes she and Brock had to be at the newest restaurant in Houston to meet the kids. It had been two days since there encounter and work had interveined to make sure they hadn't seen each other." He's your ex. Reba. Get ahold of yourself. He doesn't care what you look like. This is just sex."she thought. " Damn if I don't look good though." She was dressed in an emerald form fitting knee length dress with gold shoes, and accessories to match.
"Reba!" she heard his footsteps as he bounded the steps.
"In here!" he opened the door and walked in. Stopping as he took in the sight of her.
"Don't you knock!"
"Honey, it isn't nothing I haven't seen before." He smirked.
"Still."
"You ready?"
"Yeah let me grab my keys." She went to retrieve her keys from the nightstand, but they weren't there." Brock. Do you see my keys here anywhere?"
"They are at your feet Reba." She looked down. They must have fallen from their usual place. She bent down to pick them up. She didn't realize Brock was staring, and she yelled in surprise when he smacked her hard on her ass and squeezed her from behind. She quickly straightened up and glared at him. He looked at her and held his hands up."What? I had to. Its been awhile."
"Its been two days."
"In a mans world babe, that is a long time."
"I know. That's why we divorced remember?"
"You just broke a rule."
"What damn rule?"
"THE RULE. We shall not bring up any past mistakes when we are together."
"So. Bite me."
"I will later. Right now we have a dinner with Van and Cheyenne to attend."
Reba caught him staring at her all night. She was beginning to get uncomfortable. He was going to screw it up. She just knew. He was sitting across from her at the table, staring at her. She was listening to Van and Cheyenne argue about baby names , They had been discussing the newest edition to the family all night. Reba really wanted to go home. She had just taken a sip of her wine when she felt a foot slide up her leg. She damn near choked on the liquid.
"Mom! You ok." Reba nodded at her daughter. She saw the smirk on Brocks face.
"Reba, are you sure you are ok." He ask. She finally got her breath back.
"I'm fine. It just went down the wrong way is all. If you'll excuse me, I think Ill go to the restroom." he watched as she left. He hated to see her go but damn if he didn't love to watch her leave. He waited a few minutes before he also excused himself. He had just made it to the restrooms when she walked out. She wasn't paying attention and he grabbed her before she left the hallway. He backed her against the wall.
"Brock. What in Gods name..." He took her lips in his in a fiery kiss, but just as quickly as he did, he released her.
"I have waited all night to do that. The dress is killer by the way. Its going to look even better on the floor tonight."
"You think you'll get that far huh?"
"I know I will." he backed away from her when he saw someone turning down the hall toward them." Besides. You get penalized for breaking a rule."
"In your dreams brock. The only penalizing you'll get to see tonight is on the TV while watching football, in the comfort of your own condo." She smirked and began to walk away. He called after her.
"Reba."
"Hmm?" he stepped close enough so only she would here.
" I will get your permission to tie you up." Van had just walked in for the last part although he only heard the words tie and up.
" Tie what up?" Van ask
"The closing on the Condo. We think we may be tying up the fine details this week if the buyer doesn't back out." she lied.
"Ooh that's great Mr. H."
"Yeah it is Van. I'm going to miss the condo though. I kind of hate to see it go. You headed to the John?"
"Yeah."
"Well were going to head back to the table. Watch out for the guy that just walked in. He looks a little sketchy."
"Got you."
They resumed their seat at the table.
"Mom, don't look now but Dr. Hunky over there is staring."
"Oh Cheyenne. No...He is not."
"Yes he is."
"Really?"
"Yes.."
"Does my hair look ok."
"Do you think you should be worried about that right now Reba? I mean, we are enjoying family time with our daughter." he was feeling a bit jealous.
"I'm single Brock. Not dead, and I see the kids more than you, so but out."
"Yes mom you look fine. Oh Don't look now mom. He is coming over." Brock stared at him as he made his way to the table.
"Uh hmm." the man made his presence known. Reba turned.
"Hello Ms..."
"Hart. You can call me Reba."
"Reba. I'm Dr. Raymond. You can call me Blake. I'm sorry to intrude, but I couldn't help myself. Is this your husband." he said motioning to Brock.
"No. He's the Ex Husband."
"Glad to hear. I'm usually not this forward but its not everyday you see a beauty such as yourself. Here is my number, if you want you can call me sometime. Now if you'll excuse me I have a friend waiting on me. Again, sorry for the intrusion." if looks could kill Blake would have been dead. Brock was green with jealousy.
"Go mom! You have to call him."
"What if he's a killer?"
"He's a Dr. search him on google."
"No." Brock smiled at her response.
"Yes. We have to find you someone. you cant continue moping, you need a man."
"I have a man." she slipped
"Who mom?"
"Jesus." she silently ask for forgiveness for using him in her lie.
"Mom. You need another man. You need one to ring a ding with."
"Cheyenne, lets not discuss THAT with your father present."
"Why. Aint like he dont know what Ring a Ding is, you two had to Ring a Ding to make me." Reba turned twelve shades of red.
"So what did I miss?"
"Mom just got ask out by this totally cute Dr."
"Way to go Mrs. H."
"Im not calling him."
"Why not Mrs. H?" Brock glared at Van. Van shut up.
"I will consider it, if you two will just leave me alone for a while."
"Ok, but youd be making a mistake mom if you didn't call Dr Hunky."
"Can we drop it?"
"Yes mom, but only because its late and we must get back to Elizabeth."
"Waiter." Brock called the man."Can we get a check please?"
"Yes sir. Here you are." Brock pulled out his wallet and paid the bill.
"Dad you didn't have to do that."
"I know, but you three need to save for the next little one." Cheyenne Laid her hand on her stomach."Besides. It's not everyday I get to see your mother that embarassed.