Love by Love – 43

It was early in the morning, just before the Sun rose above the horizon, Reba found herself waking up in a nice warm comfy bed. She smiled remembering that she fell asleep in his arms after they made love in the garden. Brock must have carried her to bed. Sleeping peacefully on his back next to her was Brock, the love of her life. She rolled over to his side with head propped up on her arm staring at him. She then moved closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder, she clawed her fingers on his bare chest.

"Good morning." Brock mumbled sleepily closing his arms around his lovely wife bringing her closer to his body.

"Good morning." Smiling, she pecked his chin politely. "I have yet to thank you for the wonderful date and fantastic night."

"The pleasure is all mine." Brock returned her soft little kiss with a passionate one.

"Did you bring our clothes in too?" Reba questioned noticing both of them didn't have anything on.

"No, they were still outside." He replied with a sly smile reminiscing the night. "Remember I always complain about having to mow the lawn on that extra patch of land?" Reba nodded, listening. "Well now I have something to keep my mind occupied when I have to mow the lawn in our garden." Reba snickered draping her arm around his middle tightened her embrace a little while sheepishly burying her face in his chest.

Brock sighed contently, recollecting every moment. "Did Barbra Jean tell you when she's dropping Elizabeth off?"

"She said sometime after lunch." Reba replied, running her fingers on his chest. She too was thinking about how wonderful and romantic it was last night to make love under millions of stars shining upon them.

"So that means we have the whole morning together to do what we want?" Brock questioned with a mischievous grin.

Reba looked up to meet with his gaze. "Perhaps. What do you have in mind?"

"Oh, nothing much. I just thought maybe we could get up and shower together." Gently laying her down on her back, Brock suggested. "But first... let's get dirty..."

The morning started out perfectly. They took a shower after getting all dirty. They then helped each other make breakfast and it turned into a food fight.

"Er... hhmm..." Barbra Jean cleared her throat standing at the entrance to the kitchen.

"Mommy? Daddy?" Elizabeth stood by the door too, looking at Reba and Brock in confusion. They were rolling on the floor hugging and kissing, they didn't hear her come in. Reba and Brock broke the kiss and turned their head to the little voice.

"Oh hi Elizabeth, Barbra Jean, you're back early."

"Tornado hit your kitchen?" Barbra Jean commented seeing flour, sugar and milk scattered all over the place.

"We had a little disagreement on what we're having for breakfast." Reba told laughingly. She knelt down and parted her arms open for her daughter to run into. "I miss you baby."

"I miss you mommy." She kissed Reba's cheek that was covered with flour.

"What about daddy?" Brock parted his arms waiting for a hug too. Elizabeth turned her nose up, sulking. "Uh oh, somebody is mad at daddy." He pulled his little baby girl into his arms conciliating, "What did he do?" Brock was sort of expecting this kind of silent treatment from his little daughter since he was the one who dropped her off with 'Babby J', but he would make her feel better.

Elizabeth resisted just for one second and she softened up. She giggled when Brock kissed her cheek and neck. "Daddy! Tickle" She tried to get away and ran behind Reba. Brock chased after her and sprinkled some flour on her too while Reba was talking to Barbra Jean.

"Thanks for taking care of Elizabeth yesterday. It's really nice to take a break from taking care of the kids."

"You're welcome. She wanted to come home since last night, but I told her we'll be here first thing in the morning. That's why we're here early. So did you go anywhere or just... well... bow chicka-"

"Barbra Jean!" Reba blushed. "We went out to a coffee shop, then we went on a picnic and we also went to the circus that's in town. And-"

"The circus is in town and I didn't know about it?" Barbra Jean excited. "I'm gonna call Eric and we're going to the circus!" She turned around and left Reba's house before she even had a chance to say bye. Reba grinned shaking her head. She gave her attention back to her husband and her youngest daughter that was making a massive mess. Reba decided to break the fight only to end up being attacked by both of them.

"Alright guys, let's go clean up."

"I take bath with daddy." Elizabeth demanded, hugging Brock's neck. It appeared that she was no longer sulking at him.

"Don't you want to take a bath with mommy instead?" The girl thought for a minute and she wanted to be with them both. She missed them.

Once they cleaned up, Elizabeth found a giant bear sitting on a sofa in their living room, along with four little stuffed animals, she dragged the bear on the floor asking. "Mine?"

"Yes you can have it baby," replied Reba with a huge grin watching Elizabeth pounced on the bear happily.

She then gathered all the stuffed animals in her arms. "Mine?"

"Daddy won them for me but you can have them too." Reba pulled her daughter into a hug and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you daddy." Elizabeth thanked Brock with a big kiss on his cheek. She tried to drag the bear and carried the little stuffed animals to her room with no success. The bear was too big, much bigger than herself. Brock helped carry it to her room and let her play with it while he helped Reba clean the kitchen.

"You're not going golfing with your friends?" Asked Reba wiping the counter.

"Not today, I want to spend time with my sweetheart." Brock encircled his arms around her waist and nudged the crook of her neck.

"I assume your sweetheart is me." Reba snickered "I have a lot to do around the house, honey. I have a truck load of laundry to do after I finish cleaning the kitchen. Then I have to do the weekly grocery shopping, then dinner."

"I'll help."

"You? Help with the household chores?" Reba looked back over her shoulder glancing at Brock in disbelief.

"I help you with household chores all the time." He defended himself, "When you were pregnant." He added when Reba glared at him. "Look, spending time with you yesterday on our date made me realize how little time did we really have together. Plus I've always enjoyed doing things with you. So the sooner the housework is done, the more time we have to enjoy each other's company."

"That's very sweet of you." Reba complimented and thanked him with a romantic kiss.

"And after we tuck Elizabeth in, we'll have some alone time together. We can use our swimming pool."

"Wouldn't it be too late for a swim?"

"Not for skinny dipping. Oow..." Cried Brock when Reba elbowed him.

"Is that why you want to help me with housework? To butter me up for skinny dipping?"

"You made it sound so wrong."

"Go put the laundry in the machine. And go vacuum the stairs."

"All right, but I'm gonna assume that you take me up on the offer." Brock stated, and snuck a kiss from her cheek and ran to the laundry room before she changed her mind. Brock put the laundry in the washer as instructed and he vacuumed the stairs as Reba cleaned the massive mess they made in the kitchen this morning. Once she was done, she prepared lunch for the family. With Brock's help, the housework was done much faster. They even had some time to play with Elizabeth before they all went out for the grocery shopping. Nevertheless, after they tucked Elizabeth in for the night, they took time to renew their love life.

"I must be insane for agreeing to do this!" Reba murmured holding the hem of her robe together. Brock shrugged and threw his robe on a beach chair and dove into the water. Reba reluctantly untied her rope, still wasn't sure if this was a good idea.

"Come on, honey. The water's great."

"Alright... Here I go..." Reba sheepishly took off her robe and stepped down the pool slowly, allowing Brock to enjoy the fantastic view. "Ooh it's cold." She mumbled when half of her body was under the water.

"Let me warm you up," said Brock pulling her down completely. Reba squealed feeling a rush of cold water over her skin. Brock pulled her closer to his chest and pressed his cool body against her warm skin.

"Ah, you're not helping!" Cried Reba pushing him away and splashed water at him. Brock laughed and chased her all over the pool. Once he got close to her Reba would dive down or splash some water at him, but now she had already forgotten that she was wearing nothing. Brock finally caught her and not only captured her body in his embrace, he also captured her mouth with his; he kissed her with all his desire. The water was still cold, but their bodies were on fire...