Love by Love - 21
It was an incredible night that a man can only dream about. They vowed to love each other 'til death do them part. They took their time to make it last. They didn't want the night to end. Brock had to admit, Reba was right about it being too rushed and less affectionate when they did it in the airplane washroom. They should have waited to treasure their first time properly, but then again, the night was perfect the way it was. Better than Brock could ever imagine, and he knew it would keep getting better too. In the middle of the night, Reba smiled when he reached out in his sleep and pulled her close. That's where she wanted to be from now on: in his embrace.
Brock stared at the sleeping beauty with a huge grin spread from one ear to the other. She lay on her side facing him, resting her head on his arm with one arm outside the blanket and her hand placed on his waist. She was just gorgeous. Having her in his arms all night was just a dream come true. She had a sweet little grin in the corner of her lips, showing that she was content. Brock slowly and gently pulled his arm out under her head, trying not to disturb her. Reba wiggled a little to get comfortable turning onto her back, causing the sheet to move and expose her chest. He almost changed his mind of leaving, but he had to go. He pulled the sheet up to cover her sexiness and kissed her politely on her forehead and the tip of her nose before leaving the room.
She turned to his side of the bed to find out that he was up and gone. Reba was a little disappointed when she woke up alone. She sighed getting up for her morning routine. The sheet slid down and as an automatic reflex, she pulled it up to cover her bare chest and blushed at the thought of Brock taking his time to explore every square inch of her skin last night, and not one spot that he hadn't laid his fingers on. Reba smiled at the deep pleasure far beyond expectation. It was something she looked forward to happening for their first time, not just a quickie in a small washroom. Sure, she couldn't deny that she didn't enjoy that night in the airplane, despite the discomfort and fear of getting caught, the thrill of it being their first time overpowered them all. But last night was just pure joy and magical. She closed her eyes and reflect every movement they made and sighed in pleasure.
"I need a shower!" She mumbled. Wondering where he went to, Reba got up and took a shower. She sang in the shower with happiness, humming a happy tune. She came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head wearing just a bathrobe smiling because she heard Brock coming into the room. Her breath got caught in her throat. Brock went out and bought couple of bouquets of flowers and quickly decorated the room with it while she was taking shower. He sprinkled a few red rose petals on the bed too: just the way she described it. He took her hand and sat her down on her bed handing her a giant bouquet of red roses. Tears started to form in her eyes and he got down on one knee and showed her the little velvet box. The reflection of the sparkling white diamond danced in her intense blue eyes.
"I hope this time I have every thing right. And here goes, third time a charm. Reba, you are the love of my life, and you always will be. I love you from the bottom of my heart, and you'll make me be a happiest man on earth by saying yes. Reba Nell McKinney Holliway, will you marry me?" They were sort of agreeing to be together for the rest of their life last night, but Brock still wanted to do it right by giving her a proper proposal.
"Yes. Yes I will!" Reba accepted his proposal with a sweet kiss. He slid the ring in her finger and kissed her passionately. "I just wish you'd let me wear something more appropriate." Reba snickered.
"I think what you have on is very sexy. But I prefer what you wore last night."
"I didn't wear anything last night." Reba was a little confused.
"Exactly! You wore only a sexy smile, sweet scent of perfume... and me," stated Brock nudging at the crook of her neck. His happy hand was trying to untie her robe and find its way to her soft delicate skin. Reba let a soft moan escape her throat when his hand found her skin. He laid her down gently; Reba threw her head to the side giving him better access to her neck. She saw her clock showing that it was the time that Kyra would be up.
"Honey, we have to go to work." Reba tried to fight him off.
"We'll call in sick." Brock wouldn't budge.
"The kids also have to go to school." Reba gathered all her strength to push him up. Brock sighed in despair. "We still have to tell the kids that we'll be one big happy family. We also have to discuss the living arrangements. Boy we have a lot to do!"
"But first, you better go get dressed or else nothing would be done today." Brock pulled her up but as she walked to her closet she jumped when Brock spanked her bottom and ran away. "I'll go prepare the breakfast for the kids." Reba snickered and shook her head after the door closed behind him.
When they told the kids that they were getting married, and they would become one big family, the kids were happy. Cheyenne and Kyra fought for the bigger bedroom. Cheyenne said since she was older, she should get the bigger room but Kyra said she lived here first, and that was always her room. Reba and Brock didn't know how should they handle this problem, they couldn't take anyones side without hurting the other.
"I don't think we can be together anymore," said Reba to Brock making sure the kids could hear. "Too bad that we couldn't be one big happy family since our kids couldn't agree on things."
"Yeah... Yeah, that's right." Brock played along. "And I was hoping we could do things together like other loving families. Cheyenne wouldn't be able to have a 'girl talk' with you anytime she wants. And I probably wouldn't be around when Kyra would learn to ride a bike without her training wheels." They discreetly glanced at the kids silently studying their reaction.
"All right fine, Kyra should keep her room since she was here first." Cheyenne gave up.
"I think you should have the bigger room since you have more stuff." Kyra decided. Now they fought for a smaller room. Reba rolled her eyes. She decided that Cheyenne should get bigger room since she was older and had more belongings. Maybe by the time Kyra grew bigger, they might be ready to move to a bigger house.
"C'mon Kyra, let's go move your stuff to your new room!" Cheyenne took her future stepsister's hand and ran up the stairs. Reba looked at them with a smile spread across her face. Brock snuck a kiss from her flushed cheek.
"I'm glad they are excited about this." Brock commented wrapping his arms around her upper body.
"Yeah, but we better remind them to go to school first." They called the kids to get ready for their school bus. Cheyenne and Kyra had already planned out when they would be moving in: this weekend. Reba shook her head when she overheard their conversation.
At work, Dolly made such a scene seeing a beautiful diamond ring on Reba's finger and huge grin that was glued to her face ever since this morning.
"So you finally pounced on the hunky neighbor of yours."
"I..." Reba was going to deny that she didn't pounce on him, but then she realized that she was the one who made the first move, both times.
"Hey, I wouldn't blame you. If I were you, honey, I wouldn't have waited this long." Dolly winked walking back to her own office.
Smiling, Reba mumbled to herself. "He's worth the wait."
Meanwhile at Brock's dental office. He was as happy as a clam at high water, smiling away to his patient.
"What's matter? You forgot to turn off the laughing gas?" Quipped Ralph.
"Reba and I are getting married." Brock announced to his buddy. Ralph was once Reba's client. And he was the one who invited her to the charity event. He came to Brock's office to personally give him the invitation for this year's event, and for his regular check-up.
"You one lucky ape!" Eugene remarked and they congratulated Brock. He sure was the luckiest man on earth!
They spent that evening planning their wedding and honeymoon. They wanted a small wedding with just close friends and families. They didn't even want anything major. They both had been married before; they knew how stressful planning a wedding could be. Not to mention the cost. They set up a budget, picked a date, location, and worked on their guest list.
"Do you think it'd be weird to invite Lori-Ann?" Reba hesitated.
"Honey, she maybe my ex-wife, but she's still our friend." Brock stated.
"Well then, would you quit saying 'with a friend like you, who needs enemies' to each other?"
"We were just teasing." Reba rolled her eyes at his childish replied. "What about Barbra Jean? Do you want her to be your bridesmaid too?"
"Are you kidding? Since when do Lori-Ann and Barbra Jean get along?" Reba glared at him." They talked some more about who would they invited and the details of their wedding.
They shopped for a photographer, florist, baker, caterer, and registered for gifts. Once they agreed on everything, they sent out invitation cards. The wedding would take place soon: very soon.
"Hey Reba..." Barbra Jean barged in to her house one evening. "How are you?"
"I'm not pregnant!" Reba was getting tired of answering people's silent question when they found out she was getting married in less than three months after their engagement. Especially when one of the dentist's wife who came back from Hawaii with them spread the rumors that she saw they both come out of the same toilet in the airplane.
Reba was shocked when Barbra Jean announced. "Well, you aren't, but I am!"