Love by Love - 42
On his way back from dropping Elizabeth off at Barbra Jean's house, Brock stopped at a florist. He picked up a bouquet of beautiful red roses for his wife. Standing there in front of their love nest, Brock placed his hand on the doorknob about to open the door. He changed his mind. He rang the doorbell instead.
"Keep your shirt on!" Reba mumbled hurried to the door wondering who might that be. Standing there beaming behind the giant bouquet of red roses was Brock. "You forgot your keys?"
"I'm picking you up for our date." Brock spoke with a huge smile looking at Reba in her short sleeveless, deep u-neck floral print summer dress. She also wore a gold chain with a cross pendant that Brock gave her on their first anniversary. Reba narrowed her eyes silently wondering what he was up to. "Well... I just want to do it properly. Like back when we were dating again."
Smiling, Reba played along, "Come in. My parents aren't home today" She winked and accepting the flowers and a small kiss on her lips. "Let me put this in a vase, then we can get going." She said before making her way to the kitchen. Humming a tune, she grabbed a vase out of the cabinet. Brock came behind her and encircled his arms around her waist. She trimmed the tip of the roses stems and arranging them in the vase one by one. "Alright, I'm done." Still remained in his embrace, Reba wiped her hands and turned around to face him. "Where are we going?"
"We'll pick up a bucket of chicken, and go for a picnic by the lake. Then we'll go to dinner at a nice restaurant. Maybe see a movie. And we'll end our date with... desert at my place."
"I'd rather us coming back to my place." Reba snickered pecking his lips.
"Hey, the important thing is we're having the desert, and when we're having it, not where we're having."
"Oh you!" Reba playfully pushed his shoulder only to be held on tighter and her lips was captured by his. "Shall we get going?"
Brock stepped back a little and panned his arm to a side. "After you my dear." She pecked his lips one more time before stepping out of his embrace. Brock took her hand and they walked to the garage. He held the door open for her, being a perfect gentleman for her date. It was a bit too early for picnic, Brock took her to a coffee shop first. They sat and enjoy their cappuccino and talking, avoiding the conversation about the kids, and laughing away.
"My favorite moment with you when we were back in college? Hmm..." Reba tapped her chin, thinking. "Ah, I got it. It was a last game of the season when we were in third year, if I remembered it correctly, our team needed a touch-down to win the final, and we had less than five minutes, you made the touch down. Lori-Ann and I were jumping and hugging each other. Then you ran to us, and impulsively, you picked me up in your arms, spinning me around."
Chuckling, kissing the back of her hand, Brock recalled, "I think that could be when Lori-Ann started to see that I had feelings for you."
"What about your favorite moment with me in college?"
"I have so many. But I especially loved playing tennis with you. I loved watching your legs." He winked.
"So, my legs are your favorite body part?"
Grinning mischievously, he moved his chair closer to hers, questioning, "You really want to know what's my favorite part of your body?"
"Tell me."
"Well, I love your eyes. They are sparkle and are so sincere." He kissed both her eyelids tenderly. He then kissed her lips. "And your gorgeous smile."
"Really?"
"Of course, 'cause I'm a dentist." He kidded.
"I was sort of thinking that you'd say something else." Reba twirled her coffee cup back and forth, blushing.
"Well, yeah some other places too, but I can't kiss them in public." That made her blush even more, especially when he whispered. "I'll tell you more and kiss every part of yours that are my favorites tonight."
After their romantic late morning coffee, Brock continued their date by taking her to a park. He stopped and got a small bucket of Chicken for the two of them. Once they get to the park, Reba looked for some isolated area to lay down the mat. Brock placed the picnic basket on it. Sitting Indian-style, he opened a bottle of sparkling apple juice and poured it in two plastic champagne cups while Reba divided the fried chicken, French fries, and coleslaw on to two plates. As they were feeding each other with French fries, Reba spotted a gosling coming their way. Reba gave it a little piece of French fries. Not too long before one gosling became a dozen and two adult geese, that were probably their parents, started honking at her. Reba laughed and screamed when a large group of geese marched toward her demanding food. Brock told her to drop her plate and they ran.
"Gosh that was so many of them!" Reba panted after running a few feet away.
"That'll teach you not to feed wild animals." Brock laughed. "Hey look!" Reba's eyes followed his hands. "Would you like to rent a canoe?"
"Sound like fun, but we should go clean up the mess first." They went back and cleaned up the area. Brock put the picnic basket back in the trunk. They then went and rented a canoe.
"We should have gotten the paddle-boat instead," whined Brock.
"Why? Tired?"
"Not only that, but you're too far away." He pouted.
"Aww, how about we go back to the shore? We can walk around the lake instead." Reba suggested.
"Hey, on our way to the park, we drove past a fairground. And I noticed the circus is in town. Do you want to go?"
"Okay!" Reba was excited. Brock paddled back to the shore and drove them to the circus. They bought tickets to see the show.
Leaning over to Reba, Brock whispered, "Hey, do you remember your hair used to be that big?" He teased pointing to the lion performing on the stage.
"Pfft!" Reba spluttered and smacked his arm with the back of her hand. After the trained animals, the show followed with an acrobatic show and a few triller shows. Reba squeezed her eyes shut when someone was about to ride a unicycle on the tight-robe. She even let out a small squeal burring her face in Brock's chest.
"Sure, you can watch someone stick a two-foot long sword in this mouth down his throat. You can watch someone breathing fire. You don't mind seeing someone put his head into a lion's mouth but you can't bear watch someone on a unicycle."
"I'm afraid of heights!" She gritted. Brock chuckled and held her tight. He also kissed her on the top of her head. Once the show was over, they walked hand in hand through the fair. Waiting for Reba who was using facilities, he bought a bag of cotton candy, eating while waiting.
"Want some?" Asked Brock tearing a handful of cotton candy and put it in his mouth.
"Yes please!" Reba was about to put her hand in the bag, grabbing a chunk of cotton candy, she was caught a little of guard by Brock pressing his mouth on her. "Hmm..." She moaned softly in her throat when his sweet tongue brushed against hers.
"Mmm, mmm, delicious." He complimented.
"Yes it was, but can I have some candy now?" Brock chuckled giving her the bag. He waited until she was finished eating before pulling her to a game booth; a ring toss. Brock was pretty good at it, he managed to win couple of small stuff animals and one big bear.
"This thing is bigger than Elizabeth!" Reba remarked. She quickly covered her mouth and mumbled "Sorry, I slipped."
Chuckling, Brock wrapped his arm behind her shoulder and kissed her temple. "That's okay, I miss her too. It's hard not to talk about the baby when our baby's such a cute little thing."
"She is. Our little angel." Reba beamed. "Alright, no more talking about kids. I promise. It's our little holiday, let's enjoy the rest of it."
"It's almost 7, should we go to dinner?" Brock suggested looking at his watch. Reba nodded in reply. She was getting hungry too since part of her lunch was destroyed by those geese. Brock drove to a romantic dinner and dance restaurant.
"I must tell you, this is the most romantic date ever." Reba murmured resting her head on his chest slow-dancing along with him.
"This is exactly the way I pictured our date would be when we were in college. Simply wonderful" Reba gazed up at him with a silent question. "I had always wanted to ask you out on a date. But it was always such a bad timing. I pictured us, strolling hand in hand along the beach. We'd stop and kiss after every few steps. We'd have a romantic dinner and the dance, just like this. And when I dropped you off after the date, I'd kiss you with a long passionate kiss and then I'd tell you how much I love you."
Reba smiled with her eyes glistened. She pulled him down by his neck and kissed him intimately. "I love you too." She mumbled against his lips. "I really don't want tonight to end." She remarked and sighed heavily when Brock paid for dinner.
"It won't end, we'll make tonight last as long as we want." Brock cheered her up. "Let's go see a movie." He then drove to a drive-in theater.
"This is one of the places that you wanted to take me on a date back when we were in college too?"
"How did you know?" He laughed and pecked her lips lovingly. They then went to a concession to get some popcorn and drinks. They weren't sure if that was a good or a bad idea for coming to see a romantic love story movie in a drive-in after the full day of affection, because instead of watching the screen, they spent time just looking at each other and making out. Well, that was also how Brock pictured it would be. Halfway through the movie, Reba suggested since they weren't watching it anyway, they should go home. Brock put the car into gear without hesitation.
"They sky is so clear tonight." Reba commented looking up. Brock looked up too. "Why don't we go to our garden, and lay a mat there and we can count the stars?"
"I was hoping it's time for desert, but all right, we'll star gaze first." He went and grabbed a bottle of red and two wine glasses. He walked through their bedroom to their small private garden. Handing her a glass of red wine, he sat on the mat and put the blanket behind their shoulders. "How many stars have you counted so far?"
"I lost count, there's too many of them." Reba chuckled sipping her wine. "You want to start counting?"
"I saw two."
"Only two?"
"Yes, they were in your eyes." Brock stared deeply in her eyes. His eyes were also gleamed with love. "Well, now there's million of them." Grinning, he referred to the sparks in her eyes. Reba smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. He rested his head on hers. "I love you, you know."
"I know. And I love you too," replied Reba snuggled closer to him.
"If we weren't already married, I'll definitely propose."
"And I'll definitely say 'Yes'" Snickering, Reba remarked, "It's nice to know that after eight years of married, you hadn't change your mind about marrying me."
Lifting Reba's face up by her chin, he looked intensely into her eyes. Lowering his face down to kiss her and gently laid her down on the blanket, Brock promised, "I wouldn't change that for the world."
"Honey, we're outside." Reba protested weakly when his hands started to fumbled at the zipper of her dress.
"No one will find us. Tonight, we have the world to ourselves. To express our love." Brock said gliding the zipper down. He removed one of the straps off her shoulder and kissed her skin. "I still haven't told you about my most favorite part of your body, haven't I?"
In the privacy of their own property, under the million stars that shone upon them, they treasured every second that they were together. The night endured perfectly with the two lovers indulging their love for one another.
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A/N I have an M rate extention for this chapter. PM me if you're interested. 18+ only please.