Love by Love - 09
Brock became very uncomfortable seeing Jack Morgan making his way to Reba. Why did she have to smile back at the guy so sweetly? How come she never gave him that smile? Brock could feel jealousy overcoming him.
"What's that? You're cold? Here take my jacket." Brock took of his jacket and put it on her, ignoring Reba's look of confused. Although the air conditioner was a little strong, she hadn't said a word about being cold. Brock just wanted to make sure he had her covered up before Jack got closer.
"Hello, I'm Jack Morgan." Jack introduced himself extending his hand in front of Reba.
"Hi. I'm Reba Holliway." Reba shook his hand. "Congratulations on winning the bid for the trip to Italy."
"Thank you. I have a year to redeem the prize. I'm hoping I could convince someone to go with." Jack smiled charmingly into her eyes. Brock though he had became invisible. "May I please..."
"Have this dance?" Brock cut Jack off, holding a hand in front of Reba. He wasn't about to let her slip through his fingers again. Reba glared at him, but she took his hand and went to the dance floor with him.
"What the heck are you doing?"
"Dancing with you."
"Oh stop stating the obvious. I mean what's matter with you? He was about to ask me to a dance."
"That's why I ask you first." Reba eyed him suspiciously. "I just don't want you to dance with him"
"And why not?"
"No reason. So, when are we going to have dinner at Petit Jacque?" Brock immediately changed the subject.
"Says who that I'm going with you?"
"Uh hmm" Jack cleared his throat. "Mind if I cut in?"
"Sure," replied Brock. "Should I lead or do you want to?"
"I mean, with Reba" Jack clarified rather confusedly.
"Okay pal, this song she's yours, but next song she's mine!" Brock determined before walking off of the dance floor. The whole night consisted of Brock and Jack trying to bump each other off the dance floor to dance with Reba.
"Brock... I don't know what you're trying to do, but you're my friend and not to mention my best friend's ex. It would be weird if we are in any kind of relationship." Reba decided to set things straight on the way back home. She didn't know she hurt Brock badly by just one simple statement. But Brock wasn't going to give up. He would have to win her over, no matter how long that might take.
Reba had a hard time looking for a babysitter for her to go out on a date with Jack Morgan. She went on a date with him before and Reba hired a 16 year-old neighbor to baby-sit, but Kyra wasn't cooperative and she refused to baby-sit again. Reba asked Barbra Jean but Barbra Jean said she was going out to the State fair with Eugene. She had only one option left: Brock.
"And you suppose I would help you baby-sit so you could go out on a date with Jack Morgan?"
"I'll return a favor when you're going on a date, using that dinner you won at the auction from Petit Jacque." Reba tried to negotiate.
"I tell you what, I will baby-sit Kyra for you, if you agree to go to dinner at Petit Jacque with me."
"Brock..."
"That's my offer. Take it or leave it."
"Alright fine!" Reba agreed to go out to a romantic dinner with him that he won from the auction. Brock had up to a year to redeem his prize, he wasn't in a rush. He wanted to take her as a date, not as an obligation. Reba kept saying she didn't want anything more than friendship, but that was not what he wanted. However, he wasn't about to drive her away.
"Where are you going again mom?" Kyra questioned her mother after she told her that Mr. H would be taking care of her this evening.
"I'm going out with Dr. Jack Morgan, honey."
"Will he become my new daddy?" Reba swallowed hard at her daughter's question.
"Well... He could never be your new daddy, honey. But if we like each other enough..."
"I don't like him!" Kyra cut her mother off.
"Kyra..."
"I don't want him to replace daddy!" She yelled and ran to her room crying. Reba ran after her daughter.
"Kyra, honey." Reba tried to conciliate her, but Kyra just cried and wouldn't listen. Brock knocked softly at the opened door. Reba was torn when Kyra ran to him. She told him that mommy didn't love her anymore. She loved someone else. "Alright sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere."
"Really?" Kyra wiped her tears with the back of her hand. "You'll have dinner with us tonight?"
"Ye- Us?" answered Reba
"With Mr. H and Cheyenne too."
Looking up at the ceiling, Reba grumbled. "Fine..."
"Have I told you, you're my favorite?" Brock whispered and kissed the girl's cheek causing her to giggle. Reba ended up cancelling the date with Jack to be with her daughter. Kyra was all she had left. Brock brought Cheyenne over to Reba's house to have dinner together. Reba made spaghetti for dinner: big mistake. The girls had a food fight making a mess everywhere. Reba shut her eyes when Kyra poured the whole bowl of tomato sauce into Cheyenne's hair making her a 'redhead' and Cheyenne grabbed the noodles and smeared them on Kyra's hair making her blonde. They laughed but Reba wanted to cry. Brock laughed along with the kids.
"Alright girls. Time to clean up." Reba broke them apart.
"Would you mind cleaning Cheyenne up too? I'll go get her pajamas, and I'll help you clean the kitchen."
"Sure." Reba was glade to help. Although Cheyenne could take shower on her own now, but with this mess, still be better if an adult would help her. Reba gave the girls a bath while Brock cleaning the kitchen. When the kids were done. She took them down to the living room to watch cartoons and went to the kitchen to see if Brock needed any help. He held her a glass of ice cold water. "Thanks," mumbled Reba taking a sip. "Aaww" she cried covering her mouth.
"What's wrong?" Brock showed his concern.
"Sensitive tooth," told Reba still holding her jaw. "I made an appointment with my dentist, but he's not available until Monday."
"Are you forgetting that I'm a dentist?" Brock glared at her. "We'll go to my office tomorrow and have that taken care off."
"No, Thanks! It'd be weird to have you exploring my mouth!" Reba turned red after she saw his grin. "I didn't mean that." She bashfully took another sip of water and cried out in pain again.
"I'll take you to my office tomorrow to have that tooth fix."
As much as Reba hated the idea of Brock examining her mouth, the sore tooth really bothered her. Brock took her to his office, taking the kids with them too. They could go see a movie afterward. Brock learned that if he wanted to spend time with Reba, he had to go through the kids.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Reba questioned sitting down on the dental chair. Brock lowered the chair to adjust to the right position. He turned on the spotlight and shone it on her face.
"Now, open wide," said Brock teasingly Reba sprung upright hitting her forehead with his.
"Aooww" They both cried in unison.
"I change my mind. I'll wait for my dentist on Monday." Reba tried to get up but Brock pushed her down.
"Okay okay, no more kidding." Brock put on his mask and acted all serious while he treated that sensitive tooth of hers. Reba stared at the ceiling trying to avoid his eyes. As hard as she tried, her eyes still met his couple of times. Even under the mask, she could tell he was smiling. "Alright, all done." Brock adjusted the seat back to a sitting position for Reba to spit and rinse her mouth.
"How much I owe you?"
"Excuse me?" Brock turned his head sharply to glare at her, his hands were still under the sink.
"For the session. How much do you normally charge?" Reba repeated her question reaching for her purse. Brock dried his hand and walked to her.
"You sure you wanna pay?" He moved his face closer with a mischievous grin. Reba swallowed a lump in her throat when he said, "It'd cost you a kiss." Her breath quickened when she felt a jolt of electricity rush through her body when his lips brushed against hers...