It was time to get ready for dinner with Brock, when there was a knock at the door. Reba hurried to the door to see who it was. There standing at Reba's front door was Barbara Jean. "Hey Barbara Jean what are you doing here." "I came to talk about Brock Reba. " Reba let her come in and the took a seat on the couch. For the first time Reba was uncomfortable talking to Barbara Jean. "Look Reba I want you to know that if you and Brock get back together I am more than happy about it." "Barbara Jean what makes you think me and him are getting back together." "Duh its obvious Reba. Now that me and him are finally over with he can be with the love of his life again." Reba rolled her eyes at the crazy blonde, but in the back of her mind she knew she secretly wanted to be with him. "Ok Barbara jean well if you want us to be together I need to go get ready for dinner with Brock." "Oh yeah that's another reason I came over. I helped Brock plan the dinner so it will be perfect." Reba got up from the couch and tried to usher the blonde out of her house. "Reba can I please help you get ready! Pretty please with a cherry on top!" "Sure Barbara Jean." "Really Reba?" "No now get out of my house!" Barbara Jean slowly made her way to the open front door. "Can I help you know?" "No!" Reba shut the door on Barbara Jean and made her way upstairs.
When Reba walked in her room, she went straight to the bathroom to turn on the shower faucet. She looked at the clock to make sure there was still plenty of time to get ready. It was 4:05 pm and Brock would be there to pick her up at 6:30 pm, so she had just enough time. After taking a shower, brushing her teeth, and washing her face Reba was ready to find something to wear. Reba didn't want to do her hair or makeup until she found the perfect dress. Should I wear black or blue or gold? There were so many choices to choose from. Reba made the mistake of telling Cheyenne about the dinner with Brock earlier that morning on one of their daily phone conversations. Cheyenne had gone crazy and bought Reba a bunch of beautiful dresses for her to wear and now she couldn't decide which one. Reba finally decided on a beautiful blue sleeveless knee length dress with a corset looking front. It made her eyes pop and her skin look amazing. She spent the next hour doing hair and makeup, and by the time she was finished it was already 6 o'clock. Making her way downstairs she heard a car door close, and inside Reba was doing summersaults but on the outside she could feel herself start to panic.
Just on the other side of the big wooden door Brock stood, his hands visibly shaking. He knew he was early but it was better that then late he thought. A couple of minutes later Brock knocked on the front door waiting patiently for the beautiful red to open the door. When Brock saw Reba he couldn't help but stare at her. She defiantly was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Brock handed Reba the two dozen roses he had gotten for her and walked into her house. As he closed the door behind him he quickly tried to catch his breath. "Thanks Brock. These are absolutely beautiful." Brock smiled at Reba, "Your welcome sweetheart." Brock told her as he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek and went to sit on the couch. He waited for Reba to finish up whatever it was she was doing before they had to leave. Around 6:25 Reba and Brock were on the way to their dinner and a night that would hopefully change the rest of what would come of their lives together.