It was just after 9 when they made it back to Reba's. She unlocked the kitchen door and lay her wallet and keys on the counter. "That went well." she said.

"I hadn't noticed. I was too busy having a staring contest with Dr. Jackass."

"His name is Dr. Raymond. Besides, I thought he was sweet."

"Yeah, because he wanted in your panties.." He instantly regretted his choice of words.

"Your point is what exactly?" she stared at him.

"Never mind Reba."

"That's what I thought." she took off her high heels and turned to him."I'm going to change." She turned and started to walk away but he grabbed her arm.

"I really am sorry Reba, but I cant Help it. I still get a little jealous."

"Well you can let go of that Brock. That was no longer on your job description after we were declared divorced by the great state of Texas."

"Doesn't change the way I feel when I see guys lusting after you. He didn't want you Reba, he wanted what you have to offer. Why can't you see that."

"You know what Brock I think you should go."

"Reba..." he reach out for her and she pulled away.

"No Brock. Just go." He sighed. he looked hurt.

"I was just trying to look out for you Reba."

"Well when are you going to get that it isn't your job to look out for me. I don't need you."

"You sure as hell proved that. At every turn."

"What the hell does that supposed to mean."

"I pulled the trigger on our marriage, but you gave me the damn bullet."

"I did everything to try and save our marriage."

"After it was too late. You cant put a band aid on a bullet wound." He sighed." It was mostly my fault, but when are you going to realize you played a part too.

"You cheated on me. Don't try and turn this Brock."

"Well what else is a man supposed to do if he isn't getting it at home. Barbra Jean paid attention to me. It wasn't that i loved her. It was the fact that she paid attention to me." She had tears in her eyes from the hurt in his voice. His face was one of sincerity.

"I'm sorry Brock." She stood still. She truly was sorry. She didn't know why she felt the need to throw his past mistakes in his face all the time.

"Its alright Reba. What is it with us. We always argue about the same thing. It always goes back to our divorce."

"I know." she looked at him. "I think we need to bury this damn thing. Once and for all. Its been years Brock. We need to move on from it. We cant go back and change it."

"Can we just have one night of Brock and Reba where we watch a movie and just relax?"

"That sounds nice. I'm going to go change upstairs. I have your sweat pants clean if you'd like to get comfortable."

"In the laundry room?"

"Yes." she turned to walk away..

"Reba."

"Hmm.."

"You are beautiful, you know that right." she laughed.

"Yeah, Dr. Raymond told me tonight." She laughed when she saw the look of disgust go across his face at his name.
He grabbed his sweat pants and bounded the steps to her room. He didn't bother to knock, and took the liberty to let himself in.

"Brock, how many times do i have to tell you to knock!"

"I have seen you naked before Reba." She blushed. "Besides, I told you earlier I couldn't wait to see that dress on the floor." he smirked walking closer to where she stood. She knew she couldn't resist him when he began kissing her. She didn't care when he unzipped her dress and she watched as the Emerald garment fell to the floor. She currently stood in front of him in nothing but her Bra and panties, but his look of lust took away any shame she might have felt. As he captured her mouth in his he slowly began walking her toward the bed. When he got her to the destination he playfully shoved her backwards. He bent down, kissing her once more, his hands roaming her body as his mouth assaulted hers. He moved his kisses downward, between the valley of her breast, and trailing along her abdomen. He knelt before her, taking her panties off in one fluid motion. Stopping just above her womanhood he looked into her eyes, as he slowly spread her legs apart.

"Brock.."

"Sit back and enjoy babe."

"You've never...We've never."

"Shh." She gasped when she felt his tongue run along her core. His hands continuously moved at her sides messaging her as his tongue devoured her center. She grasped the sheets at the sensations he was bringing her. This was new for them. She didn't expect to receive as she didn't like to give oral, but this was unlike anything she had experienced before. She moaned as he continued his work." Fuck..." she swore as he began to change motions with his tongue. The feeling was driving her wild. She knew at any minute she would be over the edge." Brock.. I need you inside me.." she said breathlessly but he ignored her plea. If anything it made him more determined. He didn't stop." Brock..." He still did not stop. She began to wiggle her hips trying to escape his grasp but he held on. His strength surpassing her own. "Brock... oh God.." She thrashed her head against her bed and tried to break free from his grasp. She was going to climax. She convulsed as the first wave of her orgasm struck. She expected him to cease his movements, but he didn't. He continued to move his tongue over her as she rode the waves of her orgasm. He finally stopped his movements as he kissed his way up her body. He brought his mouth to hers. She tasted herself on his lips. When he deepened their kiss she opened her mouth to him. Their tongues dueling for dominance. She whimpered when he withdrew his kiss. He began undressing himself and she waited in anticipation at what was to come. With no barriers between them Brock claimed her. He kissed her to silence the moan as he entered her. He started out slowly, but his pace soon quickened. He pulled back to watch her as he thrust in and out. She cried out when he lifted her legs, shifting her to make their connection deeper. Her hand went to her face." Oh fucccckkkk." He smiled as watched her. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, so he quickened his pace, using his thumb to stimulate her most sensitive spot. He felt her tighten around him, releasing the tension that had built in her abdomen, and he released his seed inside her. He pulled himself out of her and lay beside her on the bed, kissing her one last time.

"Damn Reba. When has the sex between us ever been this good."

"You were always good Brock."

"Compared to Brian and the other guy, what's his name?"

"I didn't sleep with them."

"So I was you last?"

" Yes."

"So it really has been a long time. "

"Yes. Can we not discuss my sex life, or lack there of."

"7 years. To think i was dying over 2 days."

"Brock..." she glared.

"Explains the anger issues. You really needed a good..." she clamped her hand over his mouth.

"I'm going to release my hand, but one more word about how long its been for me and I will kill you. Do you understand." he nodded.

"7 years." she slapped him on the arm."Ok. Last time I swear."

She woke up to the sound of the doorbell. She looked at her clock. "7 o clock, shit. I have to be at work." her thoughts were interupted when she felt an arm around her waist. she turned to see her ex husband sleeping peacefully." Brock get up."

"Hmm."

"Brock wake up." She gently nudged him. "Brock." she slapped him. That did the trick.

"Ouch Reba. Good morning to you to."

"Someone is at the door. Get up and get dressed."

After a few times ringing the doorbell Van used his key to open the door. She was usually awake by now. He walked in and headed up the stairs calling out as he walked up them.
"Mrs. H."

Meanwhile in Reba's room.

"Shit. It's Van. Get a move on Brock and hide."

"Where am I going to go."

"Closet. Now!"

"Mrs. H." he gently knocked.

"I'm in here Van. Don't come in. I'm not decent." She threw on her Robe as brock hid in her closet."Ok Van you can come in now."

"You gave me a scare. You are usually already up. "

"I overslept. I forgot to set my alarm, I'm sorry I gave you a scare. Any reason you stopped by."

"Yeah. That Dr from the restaurant called the office and requested you as his realtor. Apparently he is looking for a place in Houston." In the closet, Brock felt a wave of jealousy."She's your Ex. She can see whoever she wants to." he thought

"He requested me? How did he even know where I worked?"

"You have a billboard remember?"

"Right. She laughed nervously." Well I need to get ready. Ill see you at the office."

"OK Mrs. H. Before I go Cheyenne said she wanted to borrow Grandma McKinney's Broach. She said you kept it in your closet in a box. You want me to grab it." he started for the closet but Reba stopped him.

"Its not there." She said nervously. "I took it to the bank and put it in a safety deposit box. Tell Cheyenne I will drop it off this evening." She hated to lie but it was the only way he wouldn't find Brock.

"Smart Mrs. H. Anyways I got to run. I have a client appointment in about an hour. I need to get some paperwork done before then."

"Ok. See you at the office."

She watched him walk out the door and she sighed in relief when she heard the front door close."You can come out now."

"Thank God. Its hotter than hell in your closet."

"You need to leave."

"Without breakfast?"

"I'm not your wife Brock. I'm not obligated to feed you. Grab something on your way home." she sighed "I haven't got time to chat. I'm going to be late."

"What if I wasn't hungry for food."

"You got enough of that last night. Now I'm serious I have to go."

"Can I at least have a kiss before I go." he said, making his way to her.

"A kiss and that is it." He held his hands up.

"Ill be a good boy. I promise." he leaned into her, tasting her. Her lips were sweet like honey. He placed his hands on her back and pulled her closer. He prodded her mouth with his tongue. When he felt satisfied he pulled back. "I'll see you tonight." His kiss set her on fire. She felt it through her whole body. How was that even possible. He started to walk away when she called out to him.

"Brock."

"Hmm." she blushed.

"Never mind."

"What is it Reba."

"Nothing."

"It's not nothing. What is it?"

"When you was talking about...tying me up." He smiled." What if I try it and I don't like it. Would you release me."

"Reba. Do you trust me."

"Yes."
"I wouldn't hurt you. It wouldn't be like that movie."
"You just tell me to stop and I promise I will untie you."

"Bring your tie tonight." His eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Go before I change my mind."

"You wont regret it." She blushed as he grabbed her for a quick kiss goodbye.

When Reba made it to work she was surprsed to see the Dr from last night setting in the lobby. Her boss was talking to him and waved Reba over.

"Reba, i would like you to meet a friend of mine."

"Dr. Raymond. I know." she held out her hand." Nice to meet you again."

"You two know each other."

"No, but we met last night at a dinner party."

"Ah. Anyway Reba. Dr. Raymond has requested you as his realtor. Why don't you show him to your office and get a feel for what he is looking for."

"Dr. Raymond, If you will follow me we will get you sorted out.

"Lead the way Ms. Hart."

She directed him to her office and sat him in front of her desk.

"Now Mr. Raymond, What type of property are you interested in."

"4 bedroom, 2 bath House, with a 2 car garage and spacious back yard. Preferably Brick."

"Price range."

"Up to 1 million."

"Wow. This makes my job easier. Any certain places in Houston you are interested in."

"Not really. As long as it is a quiet neighborhood I have no preferences."

"Ok. I will search for property listings that match the qualities you are looking for. When I find something I will give you a call." His staring was beginning to unnerve her.

"Have dinner with me Reba."

"I don't know."

"Friday. I can pick you up. Dinner only. If you don't wish to see me anymore I will just continue on as your client only. Give me a chance, what have you got to lose?"

"Alright. What time and where will we be going?"

" 8 o'clock, and we will be going to Sambuca. Its a nice place with dancing and live bands."

"Ill see you then. Friday at 8. "

"You won't regret this I promise." she laughed.

"You have a nice day Mr. Raymond. Like I said, I'll call if I find anything."

"Thank you Ms. Hart."

"Please, call me Reba."

"Ok Reba. Please call me Blake."

"Blake. It was nice seeing you again. I will see you Friday."

"See you Friday." She ushered him out of her office. "What will Brock think?" she thought. "What does it matter what he thinks Reba?" she chastised herself.