I know, I know. You all hate me. On the bright side, I posted the first chapter of my new story earlier tonight! :) You should check it out, it's only got one chapter so far, but I have a few written and I, obviously, don't make short stories. Haha. We've got about 110k words and 25 chapters in this one so far, and I know my other one will be like that too. I'm really sorry about the wait too, I'm so self-conscious about sex scenes. I didn't even reread the scene because I read somewhere you're not supposed to do that because you'll become embarrassed and change a bunch of things to make it more appropriate. Especially me. I' embarrassed as hell doing it, but I have to put it in there because... Well, I dont know. People like it. Lol. Everybody does, don't even try to lie. :p
Okay, anyways... Thank you, loyal readers. :D Thanks for stayin with me and putting up with my abstinence. I know, I suck. Enjoy, Review, Read my other story.
It's called Somebody Should Leave, and I wasn't planning on posting it till after this story was finished, but I was too excited. It's actually the sequel to this, but oh well. Lol.
Okay, I'll quit yackin and let you read now.
THANK YOU! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :D
He hurried to the door and struggled with the keys, getting frustrated. I chuckled and kissed behind his ear.
"If you think that's helping, it's not." I smirked and kissed him again as he finally got the door unlocked and flung it open. I stepped in then turned around and pulled him in by the shirt, locking our lips. He tossed the keys on the counter without bothering to look and I dropped my purse and kicked off my heels that had been killing my feet all night. He slowly let his hands travel to my back and begun unzipping my dress. Once he got it all the way down he put an arm under my butt and lifted me up, carefully walking into the kitchen and setting me on the counter. I smirked against his lips then kissed my way down to his jaw and his neck, grabbing two handfuls of his shirt and pulling it out of his nice dress pants.
My hands fumbled with the first few top buttons until I got the hang of how to undo shirts again, then the rest went by quickly. I felt his hands on my back again and he swiftly undid my bra with one hand.
"You're a little too good at that." I mumbled against the corner of his mouth. He smirked and kissed me.
"I guess that's what happens when you undo the same persons bras for seven years."
"Five." I said against his lips.
"Oh yeah.. How could I forget those two, terrible years." I stopped kissing his jaw and pulled back to glare at him.
"Terrible, huh?"
"No! I meant… Only because-"
"I didn't give into your charming smile and sweet comments like every other woman you've been with?"
"No… Because you were the only one I ever felt like I needed. I waited two long years for you, that has to tell you somethin…"
"Yeah, I guess so." he smiled and leaned forward to kiss me but I turned my head. "I cook our food on this counter." He sighed.
"I guess the floor wont be too bad." He said, moving his hands around my waist to lay me on the floor. I grabbed his hands and shook his head.
"Our child plays on these floors. How bout our big ol' comfortable bed?"
"We sleep in that bed!" he said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and he chuckled then picked my up and carried me to the bedroom. "Y'know, we own bleach and a mop…"
"I know, but our bed is so much more comfortable." He laid me on the bed, then took off his socks and shoes before climbing on the bed and hovering over me. I smiled and ran my hands up his bare chest and onto his shoulders to push his shirt the rest of the way off. After I slid it off his hands I tossed it on the floor and pecked his lips while he slid the thicker straps of my dress down my arms. I lifted myself up so he could pull the dress off my body then caressed his neck and gently kissed him when he was over me again. I felt his body tense up a little then he pulled his face back and looked down. "Please. Take off. My pants." I snickered and started undoing his belt.
"Little uncomfortable there, honey?" I asked, smirking. He nodded.
"Little bit…" He pecked my collarbone a few times while I focused on undoing his pants and he pulled my bra off the rest of the way. Once I had his pants undone I pushed on his chest and rolled us over then pushed his pants down as far as my arms would reach and let him do the rest with his feet. I straddled his waist and kissed his chest a few times before making my way up his neck and running my hands through his hair.
"Reba…"
"Hm?" He grabbed the back of my thighs and squeezed them gently.
"Please…" I smirked against his neck before pulling back and staring at the purple spot I had left.
"Woops…" He sighed.
"I have bigger problems to worry about right now, Reba."
"I'm sorry…" I moved to his ear "Dr. Hart." I whispered then playfully nibbled on his earlobe. This I was completely okay with. I got a kick out a teasing him. I purposely sat back a little further, rubbing myself against him which caused him to groan quietly and automatically lift his pelvis. I stuck my fingers under the elastic of his boxers and slid them from his hips to the middle, back to his hips before quickly pulling them down far enough for him to get off himself. I felt the room get even hotter and my breathing begin to get faster. Finally he flipped us back over, I knew it would happen, I just figured it would've happened a long time ago. He hooked his fingers in my black, lace underwear and moved them down my leg. I squirmed out of them the rest of the way, then he grabbed my knees and gently pushed them away from each other. He lowered his entire body, holding most of his weight on his forearms while I wrapped my arms around his middle.
He kissed my neck and I pushed on his back slightly, letting him know I was ready at any time. Less that ten seconds later he gently pushed in to me causing me to gasp quietly at the sudden connection. He pulled back out and pushed himself in further this time. I put my lips to his shoulder and whimpered quietly when he did it again, going in all the way. I accidentally sunk my nails into his back deeper than I intended so I moved my hands up to grip his shoulders. He stayed at a slow and steady speed but after a few minutes he started to get a little quicker. I bit my lip and let out a soft sound, then kissed his neck to try to keep myself from gasping and moaning all the time. He went a little faster and I dropped my hands and grabbed handfuls of the sheet underneath us, then threw my head back on the pillow and bit my lip again, trying to stay quiet. He pecked the center of my chest quickly and moved faster. I felt my toes curl as he moved quicker and quicker with every thrust. I gasped a little and he slammed into me one last time before my orgasm erupted and just seconds later so did his. My whole body felt like jello. He rolled off of me and I relaxed and focused on evening out my breathing.
I looked over and saw he was doing the same thing. I watched his chest go up and down quickly, then it slowly started getting back to a normal pace. I pulled the sheet over me and scooted closer to him. He smiled and shook his head, not looking away from the ceiling. I wrapped my arm around his stomach and he softly rubbed my back.
"What?" I asked, looking up to peck under his jaw. He shook his head again and continued to rub my back.
"You're amazing, did you know that?"
"Yes…" he chuckled. "You're not so bad yourself… Dr. Hart." His smiled faded.
"You've gotta quit teasin me, by the way." I smirked.
"But it's just so easy…" He rolled his eyes and I yawned.
"Did you have a good night?" I smiled and closed my eyes.
"I had a perfect night." I pulled me a little closer and kissed the top of my head. I sat up on my elbow and rested my head onto my knuckles. "I'll be right back." I got up and put on my robe, tying it loosely, then went out to the kitchen, putting my hair up in a clip as I walked. I glanced at the clock debating whether or not I should call Nancy and check up on Cheyenne. I bit my lip and narrowed my eyes, staring at phone. If something was wrong they'd call…. But I look like a bad mother if I don't check up on my child, but Brock might get mad if I do, but who is he to get mad at me for checking up on our kid? But I don't want to miss her even more than I do already… I sighed and hesitantly walked over to the phone. I held it in my hand for a few seconds before I slowly started dialing their number. It rang a few times before I heard Steves voice on the other end.
"How's my child doin?"
"Shes sleepin… She's actually doin really good, has barely even fussed." I smiled and let out a sigh of relief.
"Nancy hasn't gone insane yet?"
"She's out." I laughed.
"Well, I promise we'll take Trevor whenever you want. We'd love to have him come stay soon."
"We owe you! Do you even know how many times Trevor has stayed over? A lot."
"I know, but we enjoy havin him."
"The adoption papers will be in the mail soon." I laughed.
"Fine with me."
"So how was your night?"
"Good! We went out to dinner, where I had my first drop of alcohol in over a year, then we went and had a drink, well I did, and now we're home so call if you need anything."
"This is your night without interruptions, we'll be fine and we'll bring her home tomorrow morning."
"Alright…"
"Have you talked to your brother?"
"No, I haven't heard from him since he announced his divorce was finally official which was about… 11 months ago. Well, he wrote us a letter right after Cheyenne was born, but other than that, no. Why? Have you?"
"Uh… Well, yeah. I told you that we talked when we went up to visit a few months ago and we got things sorted out… Nevermind. I'll see ya tomorrow."
"Wait-"
"Nope." Click.
"Jackass…" I whispered. Brock cleared his throat loudly and I jumped.
"Who was that?" I squeezed my eyes shut and didn't turn to look at him.
"Telemarketer."
"Calling at 10:30 at night and askin abut your brother?"
"How'd you know we were talkin about Roy? Maybe we were talkin about-"
"We only got a letter from one person after Cheyenne was born, Reba." I sighed and turned around to look at him.
"I called Steve… just to check up on her though. What any parent would do."
"Is that what you came out here for?"
"Well, no, actually I came out here for the ice cream, but then I saw the phone…" he smirked and walked over to the freezer grabbing the container of vanilla ice cream. I grabbed two spoons and followed him to the table.
"How's she doin?"
"Sleepin… They said she barely even fussed all night." I dug my spoon into the ice cream. "They're gonna bring her home tomorrow mornin." I said, then stuffed the spoon in my mouth.
"Why'd he ask about Roy?" I swallowed and shrugged.
"Don't know, he hung up before I could ask."
"That's kinda weird…" I nodded and took another bite, then yawned. "You're so tired."
"I know! I feel like a grandma." He chuckled, then we both fell silent and focused on the ice cream.
"I'm tired too…" He said after about three minutes. He took a small bite and picked up the container and our spoons. I yawned again as I walked down the hallway to our bedroom and into the smaller bathroom. I took off my make up and brushed my teeth. Brock came in as soon as I started brushing my teeth to brush his too. I dried my mouth on the small hand towel hanging up, took the clip out of my hair, then untied my robe as I walked into the bedroom. I let it fall to the floor, then I climbed into bed and under the warm blanket and sheet. About two minutes later Brock did the same thing except he had boxers on. He faced away from me so I scooted closer and draped my arm around his lower stomach, then kissed the back of his shoulder. He grabbed my hand that was rested on his stomach, then started twirling my wedding ring around my finger. "Thank you for comin tonight." he said, quietly.
"Thank you for takin me. I really did have a lot of fun." He yawned.
"Goodnight." he mumbled.
"Goodnight, darlin."
"Love you."
"I love you too." I replied, quietly.
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"Hellllo?!" I gasped and jumped a little when I saw Nancy in our bedroom doorway. "It's 9:30, you haven't slept in the late in months!"
"I cant imagine why…" I said, sarcastically.
"Get up, lazybones!"
"Get out, nosybones! I gotta get dressed." She smirked and walked out, closing the door behind her. I sighed and stared at the ceiling for a few moments before shaking Brocks shoulder. He groaned and pushed my hand away.
"Just grab our baby and tell em to leave." He mumbled. I laughed and shook my head.
"That's awful rude, don't you think?"
"So?"
"And you wonder why we don't have very many friends."
"Thank God we don't… I can barely handle the ones we have now." I smirked and patted his chest.
"Get up." I said, then climbed out of bed. I walked over to the dresser to get pajama pants and underwear, then to the closet to get a baggy t-shirt. I quickly got dressed then threw my hair up and walked out there, squinting at the brightness.
"Well, goodmornin sunshine…" Steve said.
"Yeah…" I smiled when I got up to him, then took Cheyenne out of his arms. "Hi, sweetheart. Momma missed you so much!" I said, then smothered her in a bunch of kisses.
"She had bananas and some of Aunt Nancy's yogurt for breakfast." Steve said.
"Mmm…" I smiled and swayed back and forth with her on my hip. "She wake up in the middle of the night?" Steve shook his head but I heard Nancy's answer from the kitchen as she walked in.
"Yes she did, you just didn't hear her. I just think she woke up and was a little freaked out by the different surroundings. I rocked her for a few minutes and she went right back to sleep." I nodded.
"Oh! Why did you ask about Roy?" I asked Steve. He cleared his throat and I saw Nancy give him a dirty look. "What's goin on?" Steve opened his mouth to say something but Brock came down the hallway and yawned obnoxiously, squinting as well. He walked over to me and put his hands out in front of him. Cheyenne leaned to the side into his hands and he smiled and took her. I put my hands on my hips and looked back to Steve.
"I'm sure you'll be getting a phone call sometime today. We gotta go, we have church." I raised my eyebrow.
"I think you got your days mixed up there, honey. Last time I checked we go on Sunday… It's Saturday." I looked over to Nancy who was shaking her head at her husband.
"He just wants to leave."
"I know." I said.
"We'll see y'all later though.. I'm sure of it." I pulled my eyebrows together and turned around to give Brock a confused look as I walked them to the door. He shrugged.
"Alright… See y'all later then." Nancy took Trevors hands and I watched them walk out to the car, then closed the door. "Do you know what's goin on?"
"No, do you?"
"Yes, Brock. That's why I asked you." He smirked and kissed Cheyenne's head. I sat down sideways on the couch and rested my legs over Brocks. He set Cheyenne down on my legs and I put a hand on her back so she didn't fall backwards, then tried to think. If he got someone pregnant I'm gonna kill him. Maybe Melissa got attacked by a shark. I shook my head at my thoughts.
"Earth to Reba." Brock said in a slow voice with his hands cupped around his mouth. I blinked then looked at him.
"Hm?"
"Don't we have somethin to do today?"
"I was gonna take her to get her pictures taken…"
"Didn't we just do that, like, last week?"
"It was two months ago, Brock."
"Why? Why do we have to do it? We clearly see what she looks like."
"Yeah, but momma and daddy don't. Your mother doesn't. John D doesn't-"
"You send John D pictures?"
"Of course… she is his grandchild, too, y'know."
"Hardly! Only by blood and that's it. He's never even come to see her."
"Maybe he's busy…"
"Oh, yeah. Drinkin and playin golf. That's all he ever does, Reba, you know that." I shrugged.
"He's nice to me!" He rolled his eyes. "So he's not around much for us or Cheyenne, do you know how happy it probably makes him to get pictures of his grandbaby?"
"He wouldn't need pictures if he'd come see her."
"It's just not his thing! Now, I'm not defendin him-"
"Sure sounds like you are."
"Well, I'm not. Because he is in the wrong, but he's lonely and I'm sure it puts a smile on his face to see her."
"He don't deserve to smile! He hasn't done a damn thing."
"Well, he made you-"
"And that's exactly all he did."
"And that's exactly all that's important to us, right? We have everything we need…" I said, smiling slightly. He sighed and looked at Cheyenne who had both of her hands wrapped around each of Brocks index fingers to hold herself up.
"You're right."
"Always am…"