Love by Love – 35
"Isn't it? You can have sex anytime you like and you can only get pregnant one day each month." Cheyenne was a little confused.
"Please tell me that night you did plan to use a protection." Reba gritted. "No, you're wrong, you can get pregnant anytime, every time, sitting down or standing up in the hotel hot tub!"
"Hey honey." Brock came in the room as if he was cued. Reba glanced at him and blushed when she met with his grin. He must have heard the last part of the conversation. "What are you guys talking about?"
"Mother daughter talk, can you please give us a few minutes?" Reba chased him out of the room. Apparently she had to have the 'birds and bees' talk with Cheyenne again. That was close! If she hadn't walked in on them that night, she might just become a grandma!
Once Cheyenne left, Brock returned to the room with a bowl of soup for his wife. "So, how does it go with Cheyenne?"
"Well, she apologized. And we had a little heart to heart talk. And I think we made pretty good progress."
Putting the soup on the table, Brock questioned, "You wouldn't tell me what the fight was all about?"
"Promise me you won't be angry at Cheyenne." Brock nodded, so Reba decided to tell him how she caught Cheyenne making out with Jimmy in the living room. Brock threatened to kick the boy's butt and send Cheyenne to border school. But Reba told him that they had already broken up.
"And what did you guys talking about 'sitting down standing up in the hotel hot tub'?"
She giggled, "You heard that didn't you?"
"Reminded me of a wonderful time we shared."
"And nine months of suffering." She rubbed her pelvis "How did I let you talk me into stop taking my pills again?"
"I'm just charming and you couldn't resist me." Brock spoke with a playful grin.
"Oh yes you are," replied Reba giddily, "but right now I couldn't resist the smell of hot soup. Can I have my soup please?"
"Kiss first." She cupped his face and planted a loving kiss romantically on his lips.
After Reba had heart to heart talk with Cheyenne, the teenager's behavior improved. She didn't shun herself out of the family again. The Hart family went to see the new house together.
"So, what do you guys think?" Reba asked after showing everyone around.
"This house is too big," complained Jake.
"That's why we're buying it." Brock reasoned with his five year-old.
"You like it?" Reba beamed. She felt in love with this house when she first saw it. She showed this house to an old couple just a few years back. The lady of the house recently passed away. Their son decided to sell the house and sent his dad to a nursing home. As bad as Reba felt for the old man, she was glad this house was back in the market when she was looking.
"For one, I like the fact that the next door neighbor is further away, and the bathroom window doesn't align with anyone. Now you don't have to use a thick drape and we can let some light in."
"That's what I like about it too, plus the Jacuzzi tub in the master bathroom and a huge walk-in closet. I'm sold!" Reba looked around their future bedroom and sighed. The master bedroom located on the main floor, facing the backyard. They also had a private courtyard accessible only from the master bedroom. Reba could picture her and Brock lying on a big hammock soaking the moonlight together already. Plus the swimming pool with a little waterfall in the backyard was an added bonus that everyone in the family loved.
"And the fact that it's right next to my favorite golf course is icing on the cake." Brock added. Reba smiled, she too loved the fact that their back yard and the beautiful golf course was only separated by a huge pond. Lord, she loved everything about this house.
"I want the room with the walk-in closet too!" Cheyenne piped up picking the next biggest room of the house.
"Fine, I just want a room that big enough that I could set up my own computer table and a bookcase." Kyra picked out a room for herself. Cheyenne and Kyra's room ended up next to each other and they shared the bathroom that connected the two bedrooms together. Jake got a smaller room down the hall. The nursery was the smallest bedroom of the house. Reba was glad that everyone loved their new home, so she went ahead and closed the deal. Brock was extra happy when he found out that Reba managed to knock over twenty thousand dollars off the asking price.
"How did you do that?" He was amazed. "Did you distract him with those?" Brock glanced at her V-neck line blouse under her gorgeous black suit.
Reba rolled her eyes; "I did a little research and found out that the owner of the house was desperate to sell the house to pay off his debts he acquired at the race track, so I took my chance. And not only that I was able to knock down the price for this house, I was able to sell both our houses for a few thousands more than what we expected. Hey, I'm not one of the best real estate agents because of my pretty face and hot body."
"But if you could pull the business card out of your cleavage like the way Dolly does, I'm sure you'll be thee best real estate agent in town," teased Brock. Reba shook her head, rolled her eyes and ignored him.
They chose a beautiful Saturday to move in. Brock wouldn't let her lift anything heavy. He wouldn't even let her come into the house when he was painting. He said the smell of paint fumes could harm the baby. He was such a loving husband.
"How many rooms does this new home have?" Jake still thought it was too big. Everything around him looked gigantic.
"Well," picking his son up in his arms, Brock explained walking from room to room with Reba following them. "There's five bedrooms, the big one for mom and dad, one for Cheyenne, one for Kyra, one for you and one for the baby. And we have four and a half bathroom."
"Half a bathroom? Where's the other half?" Jake was surprised.
"No, honey, half bathroom is the bathroom with no shower, the one near the living room" explained Reba. The doorbell rang, Reba rushed to the door and found a slim blond behind it. "Hey Barbra Jean. Come on, in"
"I just want to welcome you to the neighborhood. Man your house is much bigger than mine!"
"We had to sell our two houses to buy this one. Would you like a tour?" Barbra Jean nodded. "Jake, honey, would you please take Henry and showed him your room while mommy gives Barbra Jean a tour?" Jake and Henry had grown to be best friends, they were only a few months apart, and Barbra Jean brought Henry over to play with him all the time. Now that they only lived a few houses apart, they would definitely have more time to play together.
The two friends were catching up with each other's life while Brock continued to arrange the furniture.
"Shouldn't you help him?" Barbra Jean questioned
"He wouldn't let me lift anything heavy. He's afraid that it might harm the baby" Reba showed her friend the kitchen and grabbed a tub of ice cream in the process.
"What baby?" Barbra Jean confused.
Smiling, Reba replied, "The one I'm carrying. Thirteen weeks along now."
"You're pregnant?" Barbra Jean jumped up and down as she pulled Reba into a tight hug.
"Can't breathe, I need air," cried Reba. Barbra Jean let her go and mumbled, sorry.
"Oh, I'm so happy for you Reba. I wish my life is half as good."
"Why would you say that?" Reba motioned her friend to sit down on a high chair by the beautiful granite kitchen counter.
"I think Blake's still in love with his ex."
"You know, you say that every time you have a fight with the man. It's getting old."
"I'm serious Reba. We even talked about divorce."
"Three years ago, you kicked him out of the houss. You went to see a marriage counselor then you took him back in. Then you had a fight and you were going to divorce him and move to Little Rock, then you changed your mind when he said you're the love of his life so you decided that you were meant to be together and now you're talking divorce, again. Boy, your marriage is sure a roller coaster ride." Barbra Jean sighed. She stole the spoon from Reba's hand and started eating her ice cream. "Barbra Jean, that's mine!" Reba snatched it back. "You don't take the ice cream tub from a pregnant woman! It's like stealing a lollipop from a baby!"
"But I need some comfort food!"
"You worked so hard for that body, don't ruin it."
"Fine! Gosh, you're so mean when you're pregnant!" Barbra Jean sighed in frustration. She stayed around and chatted with Reba until it was almost dinner time. Before saying good bye, she decided to ask, "Reba... Do you think Rebecca still loves him?"
"You want my honest opinion?" Barbra Jean nodded "I'd say yes. Only a few times that I saw them together, but I could see that she still has feelings for him. And the way you told me about how they still care for one another, I'd say neither of them have moved on."
"Then I should get out of their way, right?"
"Doesn't mean she'll take him back though." Barbra Jean nodded in understanding and she closed the door behind her. Reba shook her head feeling sympathy for her friend. It wasn't easy to stay happily married when their married life wasn't starting out with love.
"Brock..." Reba lay on her tummy resting her chin on her hands watching her husband spread out on the bed exhausted from arranging the furniture all day.
"Yes?"
"We do love each other, right?"
"Of course we do. Why do you ask?"
"Nothing. Just want to hear that every once in a while."
Smiling, Brock rolled to his side facing her. "Hear what? I love you?"
"Yeah, that." Reba did the same and faced him. Brock then rolled her on her back, pinning her onto the mattress.
"I love you, I love you, I love you." He said between kisses.
Encircling her arms around his neck, and deepened the kiss intimately and passionately, Reba replied, "I love you too."