Turning off the T.V. he got up from the couch an scooped her up in his arms like a small child then he heads upstairs to their bedroom laying her gently down on the bed brushing away a strand of her hair from her face and pulling the covers up over her. He closed the bedroom door quietly hoping to not wake anyone up.
Reba began to groan as she stretched her arms out opening her eyes to see she was in her room. "Brock... you monkey's butt !" exclaimed Reba in a whisper as he was sound a sleep she peeled off her cloths as she slipped into her gown then crawled back into bed.
"I heard that." said Brock turning over on his side facing her.
"Good." said Reba batting her eyes at him as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Brock returns the favor by doing the same as he kisses her collar bone causing a smoldering fire to race through her veins.
The sunlight gleamed through the curtain lace onto their faces as they layed in each others arms.
Reba started to rub her stomach thinking about the baby hoping nothing turns out wrong.
"Brock, you think the baby is going to be okay?" Reba asked turning her head towards him
"Yes why you ask that?"
"Because when I went into labor with Jake the doctor told me that his heart wasn't beating normally." sighing as she sinks down under the covers.
"I know, but it was a birth defect and after Jake had surgery he was fine." grabbing her by the hand giving it a gently kiss.
"Brock, are you wearing that new cologne I got you for your birthday?" asked Reba putting her hand over her mouth
"Yeah, you like it?" he asked moving closer to her
"Oh crap..." she exclaims jumping out of bed. she ran into the bathroom closing the door behind her.
"Reba, honey you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine." grabbing a wet washcloth from the bathtub wiping her face with it.
"Don't tell me that, I know you've been sick. I could tell when you threw up in Barbra Jean's flower bed coming back from the hospital." Would you like some dry toast for breakfast?"
"Yeah that would be great thanks."
Brock put on a fresh pot of coffee an took out two pieces of bread putting them in the toaster. running his fingers through his hair trying to hide the fact he was scared too.
Getting everything on the dinner tray he grabbed a small vase from the kitchen table with fresh cut flowers putting it on the tray.
"I hope everything I do for her during this time makes-up for all the times I messed up." thought Brock walking up the stairs.
Reba crawled back in bed as Brock walked in with her breakfast.
"Ugh..." groaned Reba putting her hand over her mouth.
"Did I do something wrong?" asked Brock putting down the dinner tray on the nightstand.
"No... I"m suddenly not hungry anymore." brushing her hair back with her fingers as she sat up in bed.
"Here I brought you some juice." handing it to her.
"Thanks." taking small sips looking at the clock "Oh no Jake is late for school !" Reba exclaims getting up out of bed handing him her juice.
"Whoa!" Don't worry I got him to school on time." walking her back to bed.
Sighs with relief as she crawls back into bed.
"Don't you have to get to work?" taking her juice glass from his hand
"No I took the day off to be with you." said Brock smiling as he creased her hand.
Drinking up all her juice she sits the glass on the nightstand grabbing a pillow lifting it into the air as she hits Brock in the head with it.
"Hey! why did you hit me ?" exclaimed Brock
"Because you knocked me up!" Don't you ever touch me again!" exclaimed Reba throwing another pillow at him as she flops her head back down on her pillow.
Reba could feel the tears slipping away as they fell onto her pillow
Brock grabbed a pillow an blanket from the closet he knew from the experience not to mess with her when she gets emotional.
"Love you Reba." Brock said in a soft whisper closing the door behind him as he headed downstairs.
Tears on my Pillow by Reba Mc Entire was playing in Reba's head lika old record skipping on the record player.
Brock decided to take a short nap before it was time to pick up Jake from school an get dinner ready. Laying on the couch staring up at the ceiling twitching his thumbs as he had flashbacks of their first wedding.
~Flashback~
"Brock do you take Reba to be your wife?" asked the preacher
"I do."
"Do you Reba take Brock to be your husband?"
"I do."
Brock could still see the sun gleaming off her red curls an the sparkles in her eyes.
Flashback starts to fade like an old movie
"Why did I have to ruin twenty years with the woman that I loved." thought Brock as he went to sleep.
Chapter 12 is coming soon...