Love by Love - 16

Reba was packing up for her trip to Hawaii. She got her daughter's luggage packed in the afternoon with Kyra's help. Luckily her cast came off two days ago, so she could fully enjoy this trip. Reba glanced at her cast that Kyra and Cheyenne drew on with their markers. At first Reba wouldn't let them since she still had to wear it to work. But just before her doctor's appointment, Reba let them drew on it. One of the drawings was from Brock. He drew a red heart on her cast. The girls teased him. They were chanting how he loved her and wanted to be her boyfriend. Kids, they just said the cutest things.

"Mom…" Kyra entered her room in the middle of the night. "When are we going?"

Glancing at her alarm clock, Reba murmured sleepily. "Sweetheart, it's 4AM."

"But I'm awake, can we go now?" Kyra tried to pull her mom up

"The plane doesn't leave for another five hours sweetie. Even if we go now, nobody would be there to fly us to Hawaii." Reba yawned. "Come here, sleep with mommy. I'll wake you up when we have to get up." Kyra lay next to her mom, but she wasn't sleeping. She couldn't sleep. She was too excited. She kept asking Reba about what Hawaii looked like and what they would be doing.

Upon arrival in Hawaii after a nine-hour flight, the greeters hung leis around their necks to welcome them to Honolulu.

"One good thing about coming to Hawaii, you're guaranteed to get lei'd!" Brock remarked with a chuckle. He stopped when he met with Reba's famous deadly glared. "Okay... not funny..."

The shuttle bus took them to a hotel right by the beach. Brock checked them in. Reba asked if they had an extra room available, and as Dolly predicted, they were full because of the convention. Reba had to settle with all of them in one room with two queen size beds. Brock opened the drape to let the light in. The girls were so excited that they could see the ocean from their room. They wanted to go swimming.

"But we just arrived. Aren't you tried?" Whined Reba. She didn't get much sleep since Kyra woke her up at four. Since Brock gave the girls travel sickness pills, they were well rested and hyper but Reba was exhausted. She was outvoted. She changed the girls into their little bikinis with shorts and T-shirts on top. They spent the day at the beach. By nightfall, Reba was beat. Brock was hoping to spend some alone time with her after the kids fell asleep, but it looked like that wasn't going to happen.

Reba got the kids ready for bed. Kyra said she wanted to sleep next to Brock; Cheyenne wanted to be with Reba. So the girls switched beds and they were soon fast asleep. Reba went to have a quick shower and came out of the bathroom in her cotton pajamas and went straight to sleep. Brock sighed contently. Every one that meant the world to him was in this room. All sound asleep. He was a bit envious of his daughter, when Reba draped her arm across her. How he wanted to just move his daughter out of the way and cuddle with the beautiful redhead. Oh well, he had an adorable little redhead that he could cuddle with for now.

Reba woke up in the morning feeling more refreshed. She glanced at the clock, it showed that it was already 10AM, or 5AM Houston time. The rest of the group were still sleeping peacefully. Reba lit a smile at the corner of her mouth, seeing Kyra resting her head on Brock's arm. The girl probably missed the protection of her father, that's why she held Brock as her anchor.

Reba spotted a coffee maker on a table, she decided to have a cup of coffee to start her day. Brock woke up by the nice coffee aroma that filled the room. He opened his eyes to see Reba sitting by the window looking out at the ocean sipping her coffee. She smiled at him when she noticed the motion coming from his bed.

"Hey. How was your sleep?" Greeted Reba

"It was good. But Kyra sure can kick!" Complained Brock rubbing his tummy pouring himself a cup of coffee.

Chuckling, Reba agreed. "Yeah, I forgot to warn you, she kicks and punches in her sleep. Imagine what it was like in my womb, I didn't sleep for nine months!" she kidded. "And did you know Cheyenne snores?"

"When she's really tired," stated Brock sipping his coffee. "Yuck! How could you drink this thing?"

"Well, by the time I got up, the complimentary breakfast was over."

"I'm ordering room service. You want anything?" Brock ordered breakfast for Reba and the girls. He also ordered a fresh pot of coffee and a jug of orange juice. Reba woke the kids up to have breakfast, and she didn't want them to sleep the day away.

"When's your convention start?" Reba made conversation with Brock as the girls were sleepily eating their breakfast.

"Tomorrow from 8AM till 6PM."

"I'll take the kids out to sightseeing while you're at the conference."

Brock was hoping to take Reba out on a date, but his dental convention was taking most of his time. He would spent his day with a room full of dentists, while Reba went out with the kids and Barbra Jean, who came with another dentist. In the evening, when he eventually had some time, Reba and the kids would be exhausted from going place to place. This really wasn't what he had in mind.

"Mom, can I have that?" Walking past a souvenir shop, Kyra pointed to a grass skirt and a little coconut bra for kids. Cheyenne squealed, she wanted them too. "Look mom, there's one for grownups."

"I don't think so..."

"What are you guys looking at?" Questioned Barbra Jean. Reba pointed to the grass skirt and coconut bra, and Barbra Jean squealed and immediately asked for her size. "C'mom Reba, you're in Hawaii, dress like a local." Barbra Jean and the girls convinced Reba to get a set for herself. She decided, why not. It would be her souvenir. After a day at Waikiki beach, Reba took the kids back to the hotel, separated with Barbra Jean who wanted to go to the bar with a new friend she met from the trip. Cheyenne and Kyra wanted to try on the Hawaiian dress they bought and wanted to do a hula dance. Reba thought it would be cute. She dressed them up and turned on the radio watching them dance.

"Mom, why don't you put yours on and dance with us?" Cheyenne invited.

"I enjoy watching you two dance." Reba didn't think it was a good idea.

"C'mon mom. Don't be a party pooper." Kyra helped Cheyenne pulled Reba up and made her change. Reba glanced at the clock; Brock wouldn't be back for another hour, and it would be just her and the girls. So she decided to change. She came out of the bathroom laughing at herself wearing grass skirt and coconut bra. The kids laughed too. She swung her hip dancing with the girls with one of Elvis' songs playing on the radio. They laughed and giggled.

"Ahh!" Reba jumped back and her hands flew to her chest when she spun around and saw Brock leaned against the doorframe smiling. "How long have you stood there?"

"About two songs ago." Brock came back from the conference a little early. He opened the door and all he heard was Elvis' voice and the girls giggling. He walked as quiet as a mouse to see what they were up to. And he was dazzled watching Reba swinging her hips to the rhythm of the songs wearing a grass skirt and almost looked like she didn't wear any top, until he saw a straw string tied into a bow behind her neck and her back. He couldn't wait until she turned around. And he wasn't disappointed.

"Dad! How do we look?" Cheyenne spun around for her dad to see her Hawaiian dress. Kyra did the same.

"You both look adorable." Brock complimented. Gazing at Reba, he grinned. "But I think you need bigger coconuts." He whispered just loud enough for Reba to hear. She bashfully smacked him across his chest.

"Come and dance with us!" Cheyenne was happy seeing her dad back from his meeting. Brock gladly joined them. However, Reba thought it was time for her to get changed.

"I just got here and the fun's already over?" Brock frowned when Reba wrapped a towel on her upper half. The kids eyed Reba disapprovingly. Reba rolled her eyes. Another song of Elvis started: a rock and roll. Brock pulled the towel away and led Reba to a rock and roll dance. At first Reba felt a little uncomfortable wearing close to nothing and moving around with him, but then she started to have fun and she forgot that all she had on wasn't much. The kids had fun dancing too. They flopped on the bed with a heavy sigh.

"I'm tired." Kyra complained.

"Me too." Cheyenne agreed.

"Should we go have dinner?" Reba just realized that they hadn't had dinner yet, and it was already 7PM. "Have you eaten yet?" She turned to Brock and questioned. Sometimes Brock would have dinner at his conference.

"What's that honey?" Brock didn't even pay attention at her question. She blushed when she caught him staring at her. It was dawned on her that she wasn't wearing much clothing. If he had some type of supernatural powers, those straw straps would break apart just by him intensely staring. She wrapped a towel on her again.

"I said, have you eaten yet?"

"Ah, no, I haven't. Shall we go out?"

"Yep. C'mon girls, let's go get change." Reba stood up and pulled the girls up from the bed. Brock thought he might need an icy cold shower before they left, especially when Reba bent over to pick up the kids. Gosh, he sure love 'em grass skirts!

The kids were soon asleep not long after they came back from dinner. They were tired of being out almost all day and dancing all evening. Brock chuckled when Cheyenne started to snore lightly and Kyra started kicking out the blanket. Reba adjusted the temperature of the room a little higher, and covered her daughter up again.

"Are you tired yet?" Asked Brock. Reba shook her head. "Do you want to go for a walk with me?"

Glancing at the girls who were most likely would sleep till dawn, she said "Sure."

Brock took her to the beach by the hotel and they walked quietly along the shore listening to the waves. He politely took her hand in his. Reba smiled and didn't pull away. They continued to walk and savoir the peaceful moment. Brock slowed his pace until they came to complete stop.

"Honey..."

"Hmm?" Reba didn't even know when she became accustomed to him calling her 'honey'.

Looking deeply into her eyes, Brock spoke. "I know we're friends since we were in college. But I want you to know that I've always wanted to take our friendship to the next level. When I told you I love you ten years ago. I meant it then. But I didn't want to lose what we had. So I never had enough courage to tell you until I was under the influence. Tonight, I haven't drink a drop of alcohol, and I'm ready to tell you that I love you. And if you feel the same way, will you be my girlfriend?" Reba smiled and brought him down to a very deep passionate kiss. "Is that a yes?"

"Oh, you mo'ron! Of course, it's a yes!"