Chapter 24
Reba bought the dress immediately and this time it was her turn to drag Barbara Jean around the mall to try and find everything that matched the dress. Once they got the dress Reba thought everything would come easier but she was wrong. The earrings were the only real easy thing to find. They seemed to just fall in her lap as she walked by a jewellery store. The shoes were the hardest. She didn't want too big a heel that she could barely walk in but she didn't want a flat show that would look unattractive with the dress.
"You have to wear a big heel." Barbara Jean wined to her as Reba tried on yet another low heel shoe.
Reba rolled her eyes and checked her foot out in the mirror. "I can't hear a big heel. My feet would kill me."
Barbara Jean sighed and picked up a beautiful off white shoe with an extremely high heel. "You would only be wearing them for an hour, even less really because you can take them off in the car. Do you know how great your legs would be once you slip these heels on? I don't understand you sometimes." Barbara Jean said shaking her head. "You never wear anything low cut that shows off anything you were blessed with and then you never show off the legs you were blessed with. What is wrong with you girl? Live a little." She said shoving the shoe in Reba's face.
Reba sighed and took the shoes from Barbara Jean. Barbara Jean grinned as Reba sat back down and removed the shoes she had on her feet. "You are quite annoying you that?" she said with a smile.
Barbara Jean giggled and picked up some shoes for herself. "What do you think of these?" she asked showing off some shoes to Reba.
Reba cringed. They were not really her style. They were a line green with a very thick platform type heel to it. "It's not my type of shoe Barbara Jean."
"I meant for me." She said giving Reba a look.
"Oh!" Reba said completely relieved. "Their perfect."
"Thanks." She said grinning and removing her shoes as well to try them on.
Reba shook her head and stood up as best she could in the shoes Barbara Jean handed her. She wobbled a bit and chuckled. "I don't think these are going to work. I don't mind a high heel but this is a little too high." She said trying to keep her balance.
Barbara Jean chuckled and stood up in the shoes she was trying on. She walked with ease and looked in the mirror. "I like these. Oh let's walk the cat walk Reba." Barbara Jean said as she posed for a moment and then started walking.
Reba couldn't help but laugh at Barbara Jean's antics. "I am not going to try and walk in these, okay. I can barely move now." She wobbled a little bit more before finally giving up and sitting back down.
"Come on, at least try to walk in them." Reba shook her head. "If you try and walk in them and can't I won't bug you about getting them anymore and I'll let you pick out your own shoes."
Reba sighed and stood up again, wobbling a bit more before. She took her first step and almost fell over but was able to grab a chair to keep herself from falling over. She glared at Barbara Jean for making her do this. She was never one for walking in heels. She held onto the chair for a moment before putting herself in an upright position. She put her arms out to try and stable herself. After another moment Reba began to walk again. This time she was getting the hang of it.
"There you go." Barbara Jean said smiling.
Reba finally was walking at a steady pace and before she even knew it she was joining Barbara Jean pretending to walk on a cat walk. She was having a wonderful time and laughed a lot. It felt good to laugh after what was said at the store. "You think I could make it as a model?" she asked posing and taking one last walk down the isle. Barbara Jean laughed. Reba did one sharp turn and that was too much because her feet fell out from under her.
She braced herself for the hard linoleum fall but it didn't come. Instead she fell strong gentle arms hold her waist and pull her up to her feet. Reba breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thank you." She said brushing herself off. "I don't know what I was doing trying to walk in these." She heard a deep familiar chuckle and she looked up. There in front of her stood Jack Morgan. "Jack." She said quietly.
He gave her his gorgeous smile. "Hello Reba. How are you?"
Reba nodded and backed away a bit, realizing how close she actually was. "I'm fine. H…How are you?"
"I'm great now that I ran into you." He said cheerfully.
Reba chuckled nervously and backed away even more. "That's nice. If you'll excuse me I should…"
Reba tried walking away but Jack took a gentle hold of her arm. "I was wondering…" he said smiling, "I'm back in town for a while and wondered if you would like to have dinner with me tonight?"
Before Reba could respond Barbara Jean thought it was good to step in. "She can't. We're having a get together tonight."
Reba glared at Barbara Jean. She could have handled this herself. Jack looked surprised to see Barbara Jean. "Barbara Jean, how are you? How is Brock?"
Barbara Jean stood up straight. She didn't even make a pass at him, which surprised Reba quite a lot. "Brock and I are fine. We're expecting another child." She said, her hand lightly patting her stomach.
Jack smiled. "Congratulations." He turned back to Reba. "About dinner, how about tomorrow night then, since you already have plans?"
Reba shook her head. "I don't think so Jack."
"Yeah." Barbara Jean said defensively. "So go away."
Reba glared at Barbara Jean again. "Will you go? I can handle this." She said. "Really, I can." Reba said calmly, reassuring her she would be fine. Barbara Jean nodded and walked a distance away. She was acting like she was removing her shoes but Reba knew she was listening. Reba turned back to Jack.
He was quite confused. "I know we didn't leave exactly on the best of terms the last time but I was hoping we could put it behind us and pick up where we left off."
Reba raised an eyebrow. "I don't think your wife would really appreciate you dating."
"I'm not married anymore." He said smiling even bigger. "I didn't even go back to her. I divorced her a few months after the whole thing between us."
Reba nodded. "You didn't think to call me?"
"I was just waiting for the right time…" he said shyly.
Reba smiled gently and shook her head. "Well, it isn't the right time now. Like I said before, I don't think so. I don't think my hus…fiancée would like it." She said flashing her ring.
Jack was taken aback, not only by the ring but by the fact that Reba was getting married. "Congratulations to you too then." He said smiling sweetly.
"Their having a baby too!" Barbara Jean blurted out from far off next to the shoes. Reba glared. "Sorry." Barbara Jean said stepping away and trying to look busy by putting the shoes they previously looked at away.
She turned to Jack who looked even more surprised than before. "Wow, another congratulations then, I'm extremely happy for you." He said smiling.
Reba smiled back but she could tell he definitely wasn't happy for her. "Thanks, umm, I better go." She said stepping away.
"Yeah…" Jack said stepping away as well. "I have an appointment soon. I'll see you later then." He said walking away.
Reba breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face Barbara Jean. Barbara Jean was standing there, looking quite uncomfortable and not sure of what to say. They surely didn't expect to run into him, especially Reba. She didn't know why but running into him had an affect on her. He always did and she was angry with herself that she let it happen. She was getting married and having a baby. Where was her mind?
She looked up at Barbara Jean. Barbara Jean smiled and said the only thing that came to her mind. "So, you going to get those shoes?" she asked pointing to the shoes Reba was still wearing.
Reba shook her head. "I don't think so." She said bluntly. Barbara Jean nodded in agreement.
Barbara Jean and Reba didn't talk again until they were driving down the street. Reba didn't know it but Barbara Jean was taking them to their next destination which wasn't what Reba thought it was. "Are you happy with the shoes you bought?" Barbara Jean asked, finally breaking the unbearable silence.
Reba smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I love them. Their comfortable and the heel is a high but not too high where I almost fall." She said.
Barbara Jean nodded and turned down another main street. "Good." She said smiling as her surprise was coming closer.
Reba looked around wondering where they were going. Reba thought they were going to get their hair done. "Where are we going?" Barbara Jean just shrugged and pulled into a parking lot. Reba's jaw dropped. They had pulled into a day spa. "Barbara Jean I can't afford this."
Barbara Jean just smiled and unbuckled her seat belt. "Don't worry, I am paying for it. It's sort of my present to you." Barbara Jean hopped out of the car and Reba followed. Barbara Jean hooked her arms in with Reba's. "Now we're in for a full day of manicures, pedicures, facials, getting our hair done, and even a massage with a man who's muscles make Vic's look weak." She said grinning from ear to ear.
Reba giggled and happily followed her into the spa. She then furrowed her brow into confusion when they did walk in. "How are you paying for this?" she asked curiously.
Barbara Jean smirked and pulled out a flashy gold card. "Brock's credit card."
Reba laughed. "Well, then what are we waiting for."
They were immediately led to the back where they were set up in for manicures and pedicures. Reba definitely appreciated this. She couldn't believe Barbara Jean would do this, well, Brock was really paying for it but it was truly nice of them both. After what she has been through these past few weeks she deserved this.
Reba was enjoying herself so much until the massage. The man who was massaging her shoulders was gorgeous it was just that… "I already bought the diapers and I found the cutest…little higher Mario…cheerleader outfit." Barbara Jean squealed.
Reba sighed for about the millionth time. She should be relaxing but it was quite hard to relax when there was a silly blonde yapping at you. She couldn't believe Barbara Jean signed them up for a couples massage. Reba sat up silently and pushed Luke's hands away. "Can you two excuse us for a moment?" Reba asked sweetly.
They both nodded and left the room. Barbara Jean sat up, looking at Reba curiously. "What did you do that for?"
Reba rolled her eyes. "You signed us up for a couples massage Barbara Jean."
"So." She said innocently.
"So…what do you think the couples do after this massage?" she said through her gritted teeth.
Barbra Jean thought about it for a moment and then her eyes went wide. "Oh!" she said surprised.
"Yeah." Reba said frustrated.
Barbara Jean smiled and patted Reba's arm. "I'm sorry Reba. I'm flattered but…you're just not my type and I'm married."
Reba rolled her eyes. "Just go get Mario and Luke."
Barbara Jean smiled and made sure the sheet she was wrapped in was secure before she hopped off the table she was on and hobbled to the door to get the two men. Once they were back Reba tried extra hard to relax but the fact that Barbara Jean wanted to keep on talking wasn't helping her very much. Reba just decided she would just go with the flow and engage in conversation with her. Once Reba actually started talking, she surprisingly was more relaxed. She stopped concentrating on how dumb Barbara Jean was for signing them up for a couples massage and started to enjoy her massage. Their conversation really focused on that night and their babies.
After their lovely massage they went for facials and for their hair to be done for that night. Reba enjoyed her facial but she wasn't so sure when they went to the salon. Reba was quite nervous because she didn't know what the crazy guy with spiky hair with flecks of gold named Peppi was going to do to her hair. "Just make sure it's not down." Barbara Jean said as she was getting her hair done across the salon room.
Reba cringed as the man nodded and smiled while picking up some scissors. What was this man going to do to her hair? Reba just closed her eyes and went with it. She hoped when she opened them he didn't do anything dramatic. She felt him snip at her hair a little and she was happy she felt that it wasn't a lot. She could deal with just a trim. She felt her hair being tugged and pulled at. Barbara Jean already told the man to not leave it down but she was curious as to what she would look like with her hair up. She never wore her hair up to much because she always felt more relaxed when it was down.
The time surprising went by fast and she didn't even realize he was done until he said, "You can open your eyes." He said sweetly.
Reba opened her eyes slowly and she was surprised when she saw herself in the mirror. Her hair was pulled and pinned up on the top of her head with curls falling down the back, hitting a couple of inches above her shoulders and he added a small touch by putting little pearl pins in her hair. Peppi, who was standing behind her, was biting his lip in nervousness as she looked her hair over. She saw him sigh in relief when Reba smiled big. "I love it." Reba said grinning.
After their hair was done it was time to go. Reba felt so good after the few hours at the salon. Now she was starving and was ready to go get something to eat. "I have to thank you again for this wonderful day Barbara Jean. I really needed it." She said looking over the menu of the restaurant they decided to stop at.
Barbara Jean smiled. "You're welcome. I am happy you enjoyed it." Barbara Jean smiled at Reba but she still couldn't get their conversation at the store about the baby out of her mind. "You doing okay?" she asked as she picked up her water to take a sip.
Reba looked up from her menu confused. "I'm fine."
Barbara Jean frowned. "It's just…"
"Are you ready to order?" the waiter asked smiling sweetly to the both of them.
Reba smiled up at him. "Yes, I believe I'll have the grinned chicken salad with light ranch dressing on the side please." She handed him back the menu.
Barbara Jean was still frowning at Reba and handed her menu to the waiter. "I'll have the steak, well done, mashed potatoes, and seasoned vegetables."
"Very well then." He said smiling and walking away.
Barbara Jean watched Reba sip her water and smiled sweetly at a small little boy as he walked past their table with his mother. "Are you still keeping your diet?"
Reba nodded. "Of course, if I didn't Vic would kill me." She said chuckling.
Barbara Jean of course knew it wasn't just about Vic. Reba was extremely worried about the baby and Barbara Jean knew it. "Are you still worried?" she asked quietly.
Reba raised an eyebrow at her. "What?"
"Are you still worried about the baby?" she asked curiously.
Reba frowned. "Of course I'm worried. I'm not in the best physical condition. Something could happen to the baby or to me. I already told you all this at the store." She said the tears threatening to fall.
Barbara Jean reached for Reba's hand on the table but Reba just pulled away. She sighed. "You need to talk about it. It's okay to be afraid."
Reba just shrugged and she just looked up smiling. "Let's talk about tonight. Tell me about how you and Cheyenne arranged this." Barbara Jean frowned. She felt Reba needed to talk about it and it would be better for her but if Reba didn't want to talk about it right then she wouldn't push. You could never force Reba into anything she didn't want to do.
Barbara Jean and Reba had a lovely lunch and Barbara Jean was able to avoid the talk of the baby because it seemed to bring a little sadness to Reba's eyes. Barbara Jean kept the conversation happy and about that night when her and Vic would finally marry. Little she know that they were already married and Reba was trying to figure out how to talk with Mrs. Nelson before anyone else did. She only hoped that they would be there before Vic, Brock, Van, and the others arrived.
Barbara Jean took Reba home right after lunch and told her to relax until she was to show up again. Reba did relax. After the day at the spa she could do nothing but relax. She felt great. Barbara Jean came back around four o'clock and helped Reba get ready for her special night. Reba dressed first and wrapped herself in her robe while Barbara Jean did her make-up for her. She was a little hesitant but Barbara Jean promised not to put too much on. Reba was shocked when she saw herself in the mirror. The dress, the hair, the shoes, even the make-up, went perfectly together. Reba knew she and Vic were already married but she was still completely excited about remarrying him again, this time with her family beside her.
Barbara Jean drove Reba to the bed and breakfast and Reba was happy to note that the rest of her family was not there yet. Reba stepped out of the car and Barbara Jean was fussing with her hair. Reba smacked her hand away. "Stop it. You stay here and wait for the rest of the family. I will go talk with the couple okay." Barbara Jean nodded and Reba rushed up to the door.
She knocked and the door opened and Mrs. Nelson was behind it. She smiled when she saw Reba. "It's you. You came back. Where is you're husband?"
Reba looked nervously back at Barbara Jean who was welcoming the rest of the family who had just pulled up. "Can I come in and talk with you and you're husband, please?"
Mrs. Nelson smiled and opened the door wider for Reba to step inside. "You look quite pretty young lady. What is it I can do for you?"
Reba turned and smiled. "Well, a friend of mine and my daughter arranged for us to get married here tonight."
Her eyes widened. "But you're already…"
Reba nodded. "Yeah I know. They don't know that we already came here and were married last night. I am just wondering if you could not mention it to my family and act like you've never met my husband and me before.
Mrs. Nelson smiled. "All right, I will let my husband know. I just hope he doesn't throw a fit." She said smiling. "I didn't get to apologize the other night for my husband's behavior. He was just quite tired."
Reba nodded. "That's understandable. I just thank you a million times thank you for just agreeing to this. It would just hurt my family if they knew we had gotten married without them."
Mrs. Nelson nodded and left Reba to go talk with her husband. Reba sighed with relief and just when she was about to see where the rest of her family was, they walked into the bed and breakfast. Reba smiled when she saw Vic. She immediately went over to him and kissed him deeply. Everyone cringed. "Can you save it for the honeymoon?" Van asked
Reba chuckled and pulled away from Vic. Vic stepped back and took a good look at Reba. He smiled. "You look great." He said looking her up and down, his eyes stopping at her chest.
Reba chuckled and moved his chin up so she could look in his eyes. "My face is up here."
Vic nodded and moved his eyes back down to her chest. "I know." He said, still staring. Reba rolled her eyes and turned away. Soon after that Mr. and Mrs. Nelson came in and Reba noticed Mr. Nelson didn't seem too happy. She smiled but all he did was just sneer. She wondered how a man could be so bitter. She just shrugged and the ceremony was soon underway.
Reba and Vic were happy to stand before Mr. Nelson again and repeat their vows. They meant it completely and there wasn't a dry eye in the place, well, except for the men who just claimed to have "something in their eye". Reba just chuckled and happily gave Vic another deep kiss to seal their second ceremony. Reba turned toward her family and she smiled, only to be hit with a face full of rice. Reba grinned and sputtered as she picked rice out of her hair. "Thanks Van." She said.
Mrs. Nelson was sad to see them leave but Brock and Barbara Jean were treating them to a great dinner. The family left the bed and breakfast and went back to Houston to eat. The dinner went well except for Vic and Reba making eyes at each other throughout the whole thing and grossing the family out. They finally had to drop Vic and Reba off at their house so they could be alone. "Thanks for dinner and for the spa trip Brock." She said smiling.
Brock smiled. "You're welco…what spa trip?"
Reba giggled. "Sorry Barbara Jean."
She just shrugged. "He would have found out when he received his credit card bill anyway."
"What spa trip?" he asked once more as they shut the car door.
Vic and Reba grinned as they walked toward the door of their home. "I can't believe were finally alone." Reba said as she opened the door.
"I know…wait." He said stopping Reba before she could walk inside.
"What?" she asked confused.
Vic grinned and picked her up into his arms. "I didn't get to do this last night." Reba grinned as he carried her over the threshold of their home and shut the door with his foot. He carefully set her down once inside and immediately wrapped his arms around her. "I am so happy we're married."
Reba nodded and smiled. "Me too, I think eloping was the best thing we ever did."
Vic smirked. "I can think of another great thing we should be doing right about now."
Reba smiled suggestively and played with the top buttons of his shirt. "And what would that be?"
Vic smiled and kissed her with so much passion and lust. Reba smiled against his lips and Vic picked her up in his arms and walked toward the stairs. He hit the first step and the door bell rang. Vic and Reba both groaned. "I swear if that is you're family…" he said through gritted teeth.
Reba shook her head. "Just ignore it." She said pulling him back into a deep kiss.
Vic tried to take her upstairs again but the door bell rang once more and with more persistence. Vic set Reba down and angrily walked towards the door. "I can't take this anymore." He roughly opened the door and said, "Wha…" He paused from giving the person behind the door the third degree when he saw exactly who it was. "Grandma."
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