Love by Love - 47
Shifting his weight a little, Brock slowly open his eyes trying to adjust to the morning light. Reba was sleeping peacefully in his embrace, not back to back like it was before. They were face to face, only inches away from one another. Her arm rested at the side of his body, and his arm was on top of hers. Brock ran the tips of his fingers along her bare arm down to the side of her body, covered by the blanket. Reba felt the movement on her skin. She slowly opened her eyes blinking a few times to adjust to the morning light. Brock smiled and caressed her cheek with his thumb. Reba returned his smile with one of her own, cupping his face, running her finger along the contours of his face.
"I miss this." Reba mumbled closing her eyes.
Brock brought his hand to hers and kissed the palm of her hand. "I'm back and I won't go anywhere again." Although he was home every night, they were like two strangers that happened to sleep in the same bed. "Everything would be back the way it was; the way it should be." Brock vowed.
"I'm glad I got you back. You wouldn't believe how lonely I felt for the last six months. Even though you were lying next to me, but I couldn't reach out to you. I even thought, if we're gonna stay like that, maybe we would be better off in the different beds."
"Oh honey," Brock quivered recognizing how close he came about losing the only woman he ever loved. Reba told him about how that night she waited for him to actually tell him maybe they should take a break. But he came and admitting that he was depressed and asked her not to give up on him. She promised him she wouldn't. Because seeing him break down like that also made her realize how much she loved him and cared for him. He pulled her closer to his chest, afraid she might be gone if he let go. They lay quietly indulging the little moment in each other's arms.
"Don't forget you promised Elizabeth that you'll take her to a toy store." Reba broke the silence running her hand along his chest, playing with his hair.
"What time does she usually get up?"
Glancing at a clock, Reba replied "In about two hours."
"So we have another two hours before we have to get up." Brock stated with a mischievous grin, gently laying Reba down on her back and kissing her passionately. "Gosh, I miss this."
"Me too." Reba mumbled breathlessly against his lips.
Since it was Saturday neither Reba nor Brock had to go to work. They lingered on the bed longer than usual. When they eventually decided to get up, their daughters were already up. Pouring milk into Elizabeth's cheerio's bowl. Cheyenne teased. "Looks who just decided to get up."
"Morning mommy. Morning daddy," greeted Elizabeth.
"G'morning baby. You're up early."
"She should be, you tucked her in almost an hour before her bed time." Kyra murmured eating her toasts.
"It's Saturday morning, why y'all up already?" Reba changed the subject, blushing.
"Van's taking me to the beach today. He'll be here in about an hour. Oh I'll probably be home late today, don't wait up," said Cheyenne sitting down next to Elizabeth with her own breakfast.
"My friends and I are going to the theme park. We'll probably share a tray of pizza. So you don't have to wait for me for at dinner." Kyra too had plans.
"What about you, Elizabeth? Are you going out with your friends too?" Kidded Brock. Elizabeth shook her head eating her cheerios, trying not to spill. "Oh good then, because you and I have a date."
"Aren't I invited too?" Reba piped up.
"Of course you are, honey." Brock replied pecking her lips lovingly.
"Alright, cut it out you two. I'm trying to eat." Kyra grumbled. "And mom, I know it's pretty hot outside, but you may want to consider wearing a turtle neck if you're planning to leave the house today."
"Wooh hoo, mom got a hickey." Cheyenne teased, wolf-whistling. Reba immediately brought her hand up to cover where she believed her hickey was, glaring at Brock who grinned mischievously, pleasing with his little artwork.
"What's a hickey?" Elizabeth interested. All the adults were staring at each other searching for perfect answer. Reba intensely glaring at Cheyenne, her eyes read 'told you to watch out what to say in front of Elizabeth.'
"It's a bruise honey." Brock came up with something quick.
"Where?" Elizabeth tried to take Reba's hand away looking at the bruise. "Ooh, is that hurt, mommy?" Reba smiled and shook her head a little. "Daddy kissed it better?"
Cheyenne and Kyra tried to hold back their laughter, knowing it was daddy's kiss that caused the bruise in the first place. "I'll kiss it better." Brock stated pecking Reba's neck.
"You'll feel better soon, mommy." Elizabeth patted Reba's shoulder consoling.
"Thanks honey." She flashed her daughter a smile kissing her on the top of her head. Avoiding future embarrassment, Reba steered the conversation elsewhere. "Now, finish your cheerios before it becomes soggy. I'm gonna call Jake to see if he wants to go to the toy store with us."
After breakfast, Brock took Reba and Elizabeth to the toy store; Jake didn't come, he had too much fun playing with his friends. Elizabeth had fun at the toy store; she kept playing with every thing she could. Brock was trying to steer her to the stuffed animal section that they came here for, but was ignored by the girl. Reba told him to just let her had fun.
"I want this one." Elizabeth finally found a cute little monkey to add to her little family role-play. Brock nodded and took it to the cash register. Elizabeth was still playing with some stuffed animals while waiting. She giggled when she picked up two little teddy bears and the magnet drew them together, making them kiss. Reba turned red from head to toe when the girl yelled for Brock and announced. "Daddy look! They kiss. Just like you and mommy."
"Keep your voice down, baby." Reba whispered, blushing when people flashed her a smile.
"Daddy I want this too." Elizabeth ignored her mom and ran to Brock who joined the line with the kissing bears. Brock smiled and picked Elizabeth up in his arm, placing all the stuff they were buying on the counter.
"You want these too?" Asked the cashier to the girl, but glancing at Brock when Elizabeth put the bears down to be paid. He nodded.
"Yes, that's mommy and daddy." Elizabeth Replied. The cashier glanced at Reba and smiled.
"Don't you already have one that you use to represent me and daddy?" Reba questioned her little one.
"But I want this one." Elizabeth confirmed, "They kiss. Like you and daddy." Grinning, the cashier asked if Elizabeth want to hold them out of the store while Brock signed the slip. Elizabeth took the bears and she giggle pulling them apart and the magnet drew them together again. The cashier flashed them a smile handing Reba, who couldn't help but blush, the plastic bag containing the rest of the stuff they bought.
"Which one is daddy and which one is mommy?" Brock asked his daughter, ignoring Reba's glare.
"This one is daddy," she showed him the brown one, then the white one, "This one is mommy."
"Don't you rather hold the little monkey instead?" Reba tried to exchange the kissing bears with the little yellow monkey Elizabeth picked to represent herself when she played family. "You don't want her to be lonely in a bag, do you?"
"Okay." Elizabeth connected the two bears together and put them in the bag, carrying the little monkey instead. Brock glanced at his wife with a playful smile spreading across his face.
Putting his daughter on her feet, Elizabeth was a little too big to be carried around the mall now, he held her hand that wasn't carrying her new friend, Brock commented to his wife, "You can't deny they weren't like us."
"Yeah, but we don't go around and advertise it to the world." Reba grumbled embarrassingly.
"We can," said Brock quickly snuck a quick peck from her lips.
"Daddy, I want ice cream." Elizabeth demanded as they were getting closer to the food court. She had no idea what just happened above her head. Brock decided to give her a little treat. He took them to an ice cream stand and bought a little scoop of ice cream for Elizabeth and a cone for himself. They sat at a table enjoying their desert.
"Are you sure you don't want one?" Brock asked taking a bite off the cone.
"I just want a little bite." She grabbed his hand and brought the ice cream to her mouth and took a little bite from it. Brock sighed dreamingly. "Don't you dare make a comment." Reba hissed glaring at him, blushing.
"Good to know you were thinking what I'm thinking. Oww..." cried Brock when Reba pinched his thigh under the table. Elizabeth looked up and flashed them a smile. Reba smiled back acting like nothing was going on under the table.
"So Elizabeth, what would you like to do next?" Brock asked finishing of his ice cream.
"Watch movie." Elizabeth replied with excitement.
Shaking her head with a soft grin, Reba stated. "Don't spoil her too much now."
"I know I've been neglecting her when I had depression. I just want to make it up to her." Brock explained quietly just between the two of them, watching his little daughter trying to finish her ice cream, careful not to spill or make a mess.
"Well, you been neglecting me too, what you gonna do to make it up to me?" Reba kidded.
Grinning with his eyes, gleamed with love, he leaned over to her and whispered, "I'll spoil you tonight."