More and more people showed up and Brock and I slowly made our way back up to the barn. Brock went inside to use the bathroom and I was talking to Joyce. I looked up when I heard Brocks laugh. I continued to talk, but I slowly came to a stop when I saw Melissa walk out behind him, also laughing. I narrowed my eyes and watched them until Joyce snapped me out of it.

"Just gonna stop right in the middle of your story?" I blinked a few times, looked at Joyce, then looked back at them with a slight smirk on my face.

"Just, uh… h-hold that thought…" I got up and walked over to them, smiling. "Wow… You must feel 10 pounds lighter considering you were gone for 20 minutes!" I snapped.

"I was gone for like 5, and I figured I'd invite her out since nobody else was goin to." I smirked again, just before I was about to say something, Melissa budged in.

"Yeah… at least somebody around here knows how to show a woman some respect." She said, resting her hand on his shoulder. I bit my bottom lip, keeping to smile.

"Mmm… isn't he nice?"

"Very." She answered, almost seductively. I looked at Brock, then at her hand. I scratched my neck, feeling uncomfortable and trying to hold back my thoughts, but it was so hard to do when she was just screaming at me to freak out on her.

"I know you weren't there when we said our vows to each other, but you sure as heck were there when you said yours to my brother. Now, if you don't mind," I took Brocks hand and pulled on it. "we'll be getting back to my friends." I finished as we were walking away. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked through my teeth, quietly.

"What? I went in and the poor girl was sittin alone…"

"Yeah. We didn't invite her out for a reason… nobody likes her. And I'm sure that's why she didn't come out before too. Because everybody has had nothing but fantastic things to say about her." I said, sarcastically.

"Look, I know you don't like her, and very few people do, but I just felt bad for her…"

"No, it's okay, Brock." Her voice sounded pretty close. I rolled my eyes, but kept walking, trying to ignore her. "I mean, I can only imagine how jealous she must feel…" I stopped dead in my tracks.

"Jealous? You think I'm…" I pointed to my chest and let out a laugh. "Would you get over yourself… The only reason I'm mad is because I know how you are…"

"And clearly you don't trust him…"

"I never said that. I said I don't trust you. Brock might sometimes flirt back, but he doesn't do it intentionally, besides, if things ever went any further than talking he'd put an end to it." She put a hand on each of my shoulders. I shrugged them off and glared at her.

"Reba… I understand. It has to be hard. I took your brother from you, your mom, I practically took your place, so finding out your husband was talking to your hot sister-in-law has to be rough, especially because I took everybody else away from you. So its okay to be jealous… you don't have to hide it." I narrowed my eyes and stepped a little closer.

"The only reason I'm not gonna hurt you is because I don't wanna make a scene, especially with my brother over there. But if you do as much as just think about my husband again I'll make your death look like an accident." She just stared at me with no emotion on her face. I smiled and backed up. "Okay, now that that's handled… who needs a beer? I do…" I wrapped my arm around Brocks and noticed his lips were in a straight line. "What?" He smiled, keeping his lips tucked, and shook his head. I stared at him a few long seconds until he finally answered.

"I've never seen you get like that before. I mean I have, just not over me… its actually usually towards me, ironically enough."

"Well… for the millionth time, I don't like her. And she don't like me. And when a girl who hates me… a very sexy looking girl who hates me, talks to my husband… well," I shrugged. "It's not bound to end well." He laughed and shook his head.

"I like that side of you…" He paused and thought about it. "When its not towards me." He added quickly. I raised an eyebrow.

"What's there to like?" He shrugged and stopped us, just as we got to the barn.

"I don't know…" he put his hands on my hips and kissed my neck. "Kinda turned me on." He said, giving me goose bumps. I shivered and pushed him back, then smiled.

"If there weren't 20 people out there wanting to see me and get to know you, I'd definitely give in…" He grinned. "But, since there are, I'm afraid I cant." his smile fell.

"Well, c'mon. Lets go talk to these people and get em outta here." He said, pulling on my arm. I laughed and pulled back.

"Honey, I see you everyday…" He stopped and turned to give me a sad, puppy dog face. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his middle. "Besides, in just a couple days we'll be stayin in a hotel…" I stood on my tippy toes and leaned closer. "All by ourselves…" I kissed his gently and pulled back. He smirked. "Plus, we have the whole car ride home, which might take us a little longer than we planned if I stay in this good mood of mine." He raised his eyebrows.

"Oh really?" I nodded.

"Ohh really…" I answered, then kissed him again, this time It was more than just a peck though.

"Woah… Red. I gotta admit, it's weird seein you like that." I felt my eyes widen and I pulled away from Brock.

"Isn't it?" Roy asked, agreeing with his childhood best friend, Hank.

"I remember when we were all just kids, we were 8 and she was just this little, tiny 5 year old, and now look at her…" He sighed and shook his head.

"So, kissin your husband is a crime around here?"

"Yeah when its your baby sister, or somebody you've known most of your life." Roy answered. I rolled my eyes. All of a sudden I heard somebody's loud engine start. I looked around the 2 guys standing in front of me to see who it was, then I sighed. Roy didn't even turn to look, he just closed his eyes, sighed and shook his head. "What'd you do to piss her off now…?" He asked, calmly.

"What?!" I asked, with laugher in my voice. "Nothin…" I let my smile drop when he crossed his arms and glared at me. "Well… I might've threatened her life… but I-"

"Seriously, Reba?"

"Well, it ain't like I'm actually gonna kill her… she ain't worth prison." It grew silent in the barn and I bit my lip. "Are you mad?" I asked, feeling bad. He thought about it for a second, then shook his head.

"No, but you really are a pain…" He said, then draped his arm around my shoulder as we walked towards the fire.

"What're sisters for?" I looked at him and saw him smile and roll his head. I smirked and patted his back. I saw somebody pull a guitar out of their truck and handed it to Roy. He smiled and sat in one of the chairs while Brock sat in one and I sat on his knee.

"Any suggestions?" He asked the people standing around him. People started throwing out song names, but he kept making up excuses for them.

"Jolene." I said quietly.

"Hmm?" He asked.

"Jolene." I said louder and everybody shut up, then nodded and started agreeing.

"Alright, alright, I can do that one, on one condition…" I shut my eyes because I knew it was coming. "Reba sings it." I shook my head.

"Nope, no way. I Haven't sang ever since Terry kicked us out of the bar and I stopped singin there. Not happening."

"Oh, c'mon Red. I know you know it. We did this song when you were like 16... At a familiar get together if I remember correctly, with lots of the same faces… just with less wrinkles." I smirked

"Yep. I was there." Somebody said.

"Me too."

"Me three."

"I remember that." Everyone started making comments.

"Oh alright…" Everybody shut up. "I'll do it." Roy smiled and I felt Brock peck my cheek. "And I haven't sang this in years so I might need some help." I said as Roy started.

"Oh, whatever. I hear you singin it all the time around the house." I gently elbowed Brock in the stomach, then waited for my time to jump it. It came quicker than I was expecting and I blurted out the first 'Jolene' on accident. I felt my face get hot, but I kept going, tapping my heel on the toe of Brocks shoe to the rhythm. This was a different song, but I loved it and it was fun to sing. I heard hoots and hollers when we finished and I leaned over to give Roy a high five.

"That was fun!"

"Why'd you quit singin?" Joyce asked. I shrugged

"I don't know, I just focused on school and work. We didn't really go out anywhere after Terry disowned us…"

"Who the heck is Terry?" Somebody asked and I felt my face drop.

"Uh… He's, uh… An old friend…"

"Oh, theres more to it than that." Roy said, before taking a gulp of his beer. I glared at him until somebody asked me a further question.

"My ex." I simply answered

"And?" My brother pushed.

"He was Brocks best friend…" I heard some 'Ohh's' and 'oohs' and 'wows'.

"Mhmm… keep goin…" I shot my brother another dirty look, then laughed awkwardly.

"Well… I might've fallen for Brock when Terry and I were still dating… And he might've been plannin on purposing to me… and he wanted Brock to be his best man… and he decided to tell us this on the night that we told him I didn't want to be with him anymore…" I heard more sounds from people and bit my lip.

"It isn't as bad as it sounds…" Brock defended.

"Yeah, mine and Terry's relationship wasn't going anywhere."

"Oh yeah, that explains the diamond." Somebody said while laughing. I rolled my eyes.

"I mean I didn't think it was, but who cares? It's done. It's over. I feel terrible about it, but what can we do?" Everybody nodded and agreed, then got back to drinking and talking and laughing. Brock was talking to people and getting to know them, I was talking to everybody that decided to talk to me. I noticed people were getting more and more drunk, including myself, although I wasn't drunk, just at the tipsy stage and this is where I planned on staying. Brock and Roy on the other hand… Brock was talking a lot and being very touchy-feely so I know he was getting there, and Roy was being loud and just stupid…he was already there.

"You ever find out where Melissa went?" I asked him. He stood, burped, threw his empty can into the fire and shrugged.

"Probably fuckin Wayne again." I felt my eyes get wide and my mouth fall open, but I quickly shut it. I got up, pulled him away from everybody else and looked him dead in the eyes.

"What're you talkin about 'again'?" He stared at me, probably adjusting his eyesight, then burped again.

"Caught her in bed with Wayne a few weeks ago…" I stared at him, shaking my head.

"What's wrong with you?"

"She said she didn't mean to…"

"Oh! Right… she must've slipped." I said, throwing my hands up in anger.

"Shh… No, one thing lead to another and-" I interrupted him with my deep sigh.

"Why're you with her?"

"Cuz I love her Reba, I really do." I stared at him again and he was avoiding my stare.

"No you don't."

"Yes, I do."

"No, you do not."

"Yes I-"

"No you do-"

"Fine! I don't, maybe I just havent found a way to say goodbye yet…"

"You didn't have a good enough chance when you found her in bed with another man?!"

"I know, it's just that-"

"What?"

"Momma loves her so much…And I don't wanna look like a fool. I'd get a lecture from our parents saying 'ohh we've been together 20 somethin years… blah blah blah'." I rolled my eyes.

"You look like a fool for stayin with her and if you're stayin cuz of a lecture you've got another thing comin, buddy." He shrugged and looked down at the ground. I watched him, sadly for a few minutes.

"What do I do, Reba?" I sighed and hugged him. After a few minutes I backed up.

"Just do whatever your heart tells ya to do, okay?" He nodded and I started walking back.

"Reba?" I stopped and turned around. "Thanks for bein there for me, even after what I did to you. You really are one heck of a sister." I smiled.

"What're sisters for?" He smiled and I turned back around and walked over to Brock who was talking Dan's ear off about golf and football. I rolled my eyes and slid into his lap, then kissed him quickly to shut him up. "He doesn't care that much, darlin'." I said with a smirk. I heard Dan chuckle.

"It was just startin to get interesting…" Dan said. I raised my eyebrow and turned my head to see him.

"Really? What was he talkin about?" Dan shrugged.

"I don't know, somethin about a bird in a club or somethin." I laughed and looked back at Brock who looked sad. I smiled and rested my hand on the back of his neck.

"I listen to your golf talk, it's okay…" He pulled his eyebrows together.

"The heck you do!" I laughed again and kissed his nose.

"No, I don't. But, I do listen when you talk about buyin me flowers and takin me out to dinner." I said with a wink.

"Are you hintin towards somethin, sweetheart?" I nodded and he nodded back. "So, what happened with Roy?" I sighed and shook my head.

"He's just drunk."

"Yeah, I got that. Is he alright?" I took my hand off his neck and turned to sit forward.

"Nope."

"Is he just stayin here then?" I nodded.

"Yeah, probably."

"So, where does he think Melissa went?"

"We'll talk about it later." I stood up and grabbed Brocks hand, pulling him up with me.

"Where're we goin?" I tugged him forward and he started following me.

"You'll see…" I walked him all the way to the creek and smiled. Brock looked around, then looked down at me and grinned. He took a few steps closer and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We started slowly dancing, to no music, until he lifted me up and spun me around a few time. I laughed and buried my face in his neck.

"How come you've never brought me here before?"

"Same reason I never introduced you to anybody… We always just focused on spending time with momma and daddy, but this time I wanna make it fun… and memorable." He raised an eyebrow.

"I think we could make that happen…" I smiled and rested my hands on each side of his face. He gently kissed my nose, then brushed his lips against mine. "I love you… so much." I smirked.

"I love you too…" I pulled his face down so we could fully kiss and I wrapped my arms around his neck again. I pulled my face away to try to talk, but he insisted that I didn't. I laughed and spoke between kisses anyway. "Let… take… a swim." He stopped moving and slowly pulled away from me.

"Really?" I smiled and nodded, then took a few step back and very quickly stripped out of my clothes. When I took my shirt and bra off I heard movement in the trees… probably just an animal. Brock was just watching me with wide eyes.

"What're you starin at?" he cleared his throat.

"You." I chuckled. "Who… are you?" I smirked and walked over to him, keeping at arm over my chest and my underwear on.

"I'm your wife, if you don't recall." He smiled and tried kissing me again but I turned my head. "Nope. It's your turn." I looked at his fully clothed body. His hands Immediately went to the bottom of his shirt and he, also very quickly, got undressed, but he took everything off. I wasn't objecting, especially watching him walk over to the water. I smiled to myself and met up with him. "Now, this waters always cold and I've learned over my 23 years of life that you wont go in if you walk in… you gotta jump." He took a deep breath and nodded, then went to put his toes in. "Ah ah! No… don't do that. You're gonna chicken out."

"I will not!" I raised my eyebrow.

"Just jump, okay? On three." I took a deep breath and let go of his hand to plug my nose. "One… Two… three!" I quickly pushed on Brocks back and he fell in. I laughed when I saw him come up with chattering teeth and a glare.

"That. Was not funny…" I laughed some more.

"Oh, yes it was…" He made his way back over to me and quickly grabbed my ankles. I gasped at his freezing hands, then shot him an 'I dare you' look, the same look I gave to John D at our wedding… He laughed.

"Now it'll be funny."

"Brock Hart, don't. I'm warning yo-" He quickly reached up higher on my legs so I wouldn't fall backwards, and pulled me in. When I came back up I gasped and clung to Brock, now my teeth were chattering. "I hate you." he laughed.

"I love you too, honey." I rolled my eyes when he kissed my neck, then gasped again when I saw somebody moving in the trees.

"Brock…" I whispered. "Brock somebody's watchin us!" I let go of him to lower everything back into the water. Brock got himself out of the water but as soon as he did the person came out and ran. Brock started running after whoever it was. "Brock, you're naked! Get back here." I shouted after him. He stopped and turned to me.

"Who the hell was that pervert?!"

"I don't know… but they took our clothes…"

"What?"

"They took our damn clothes!" I closed my eyes and sighed. "Who would follow us anyway? How did they know we were gonna go swimming? How did they know to follow us to take our clothes?" he didn't have an answer…

"Just wait right here." he turned to walk away but I grabbed his hand.

"And just where do you think you're goin?"

"We gotta get out clothes somehow…" he eyed me. "And you sure aren't goin."

"Well, put my underwear on." he stared at me, then started laughing.

"Right…"

"I don't want you walkin out there naked!"

"So you'd rather me put on feminine underwear?" I nodded once. "There's no way that'd ever happen. Besides, girls would probably look away from me, what do you think those guys would do if you went out there?"

"I'm not sayin I wanna go. I'm sayin I don't want you to go."

"Well then I guess we're kinda stuck then, huh?" I crossed my arms and nodded.

"I guess so."