Love by Love – 31
Reba was working on closing a deal when Dolly walked passed her office with a long thin box. When she finished with her client she went to see her boss in her office.
"Hey Dolly, what you got there?" Dolly showed Reba the box to examine the item. Reba exclaimed. "BB gun? Is this some kind of new policy to close the deal?"
"I tried to give it to Rebecca's kid and she didn't want her boy to have it. You want it for Jake?"
"He's two year old. I think I'll pass. How the interview with Rebecca?"
"She's very nice and kind heart with the back bone that would stand up to her boss."
"Of course, she worked for Eugene, Brock told me she called Eugene a monkey's butt. I'm taking her side though, Eugene could really be a monkey's butt sometime." Reba smirked. "So is she joining us?"
"No. She flunked the tests. But I like her, so I'm gonna recommend her to a friend of mine."
"I really feel bad for her you know. Her husband left her, her daughter was pregnant at seventeen. And she survived. I don't know what I'd do if Brock ever left me for his hygienist," murmured Reba. She then talked to Dolly a little more about the deal she just closed before packing up for the day.
Reba picked her son up at his daycare after work before heading home. She stopped by the grocery store to do some shopping. She wanted to make Brock's favorite meal today. When Brock came back home, he greeted Reba with a loving kiss like everyday, but Reba seemed to be a little more affectionate than usual.
"My, my. Is it because I was so good last night?" Brock remarked after receiving a deep passionate kiss from his wife.
"That too." Reba winked. "But mainly I just want you to know that I love you."
"Okay, that usually means you want something, but it's too expensive and you're charming me to let you splurge. A new pair of Gucci shoes or designer purse this time? Oaw..." cried Brock when Reba smacked his arm.
"I don't always do that." Reba whined turning her back at him.
Chuckling, Brock wrapped his arms around Reba's body and pulled her close to his chest. "I love you too. And yes you can have another pair of Gucci shoes."
"I really didn't just say that because I want a new shoes, but since you insisted, I'm going shopping tomorrow." Reba giggled when Brock kissed her neck. "Stop that, it tickles," squirming Reba when Brock rubbed his five o'clock shadow against the crook of her neck.
"Mommy, mine!" Little Jake pulled Brock pants by the leg, with a disapproving look. He lifted his arms up demanding Reba to pick him up.
"No, she's mine." Brock toyed with his two year-old in Reba arms by wrapping his arm around Reba. Jake brushed Brock's hand off protectively.
"Mine!" The little toddler confirmed.
"Fine, she's yours. Now can I have a hug?" Brock parted his arms open and the boy leaned over to him.
"Okay, I'm going to check on dinner. You go play with your daddy," stated Reba giving the boy to Brock. Jake giggled when Brock fell on the couch pretending to be attacked. Brock flipped over and tickled his little toddler. Reba listened to their laughter with a content grin spread from ear to ear.
"Mom I don't feel good. My tummy hurts and my boobs hurt," complained Cheyenne sitting down at the kitchen counter.
"You have boobs?"
"Of course I do. I'm almost twelve. Look." She arched her chest trying to show off.
"I'm sorry honey, I though you stuffed your training bra again." Reba chuckled. She didn't notice anything much, but since Cheyenne was so proud of them Reba wasn't about to disappoint her. "You kids sure grow up fast."
"I feel icky and uncomfortable." Cheyenne continued to mumble telling Reba her symptoms.
"Honey, I think it's about time we have woman to woman talk." Cheyenne was confused when Reba told Brock to look after the dinner when she took Cheyenne to her room. Reba had a feeling that Cheyenne was going to have her first period and she was right. Reba introduced her step-daughter to new essential items that she would need. She also had a little birds and bees talk with the girl, making sure she understood the red and blue arrows Reba drew.
"What's wrong with Cheyenne, she's very moody today," commented Brock watching Cheyenne stomping away.
"She's just being a woman." Reba replied with a wink.
"Man these kids are growing up fast. Thanks for being there for her."
"She's my daughter too. I'm just doing my job." Reba accepted his kiss lovingly. "Can you believe it? In less than two months, we would be married for three years, how fast is that?" Reba stated.
"It's been only three years?" Puzzled Brock
"What the heck is that suppose to mean?" Reba brought her hands to her waist glaring at him.
"No, I didn't mean it like that. I was just saying that we've known each other for a long time. It seems like we've been together forever. And that's a good thing!" Reba, still glaring at him from the corner of her eyes, wasn't so convinced. "Have I told you how much I love you?" He tried to butter up putting a smile back on his lovely wife's face.
On their third anniversary, Brock took her to Petit Jacque, recreating the night of their romantic date. Upon returning from the restaurant, Brock paid and thanked the babysitter for taking care of the kids for them. "Are you ready for your gift?" Brock asked after the kids were in bed.
"Here, open yours first." Reba gave him a small box. "It's nothing much, but I hope you like it." Reba watched him carefully remove the wrapping paper.
"Obsession." Smiling, Brock examined the set of eau de cologne Reba gave him. "Would this make you obsess for me and all over me?"
"I might pounce on you."
"Oh boy, I'll make sure I use this every night. Thank you honey. I love it, and I'm sure I'll love the result after using it even more." Brock thanked her with a sweet kiss. "Now, here's yours."
"A tube?" Reba confusedly examined the tube trying to figure out if it had some kind of a clue. She decided to pull the lid out and sure enough her gift was inside. Rolled in the tube was two set of documents... airline tickets... to Italy.
"You're giving me a trip to Italy?!" Reba exclaimed excitedly. She showered him with kisses before jumping up and down with joy.
"You always mention that you want to go to Italy. I hope you still do."
"Of course I do! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Reba thanked him between kisses. "You make the gift I gave you seemed like nothing."
"Honey, I'm sure the moment I spray this on my body, I'll receive another wonderful present that only you can give me."
"I will make it a night to remember." Reba said seductively. Brock gasped and loosened his tie. Reba continued to whispered huskily in his ear "Let's go upstairs and you won't be disappointed." With that, Brock scooped her up and almost skipped the steps making their way to their bedroom. Tonight was much, much better than when he took her out on the romantic date that he won from an auction over three years ago. Because tonight, he didn't end up with a cold shower, but a steamy shower. Since they also recreated their wedding night, so passionately.