Narvel smiled in his sleep, envisioning the day Reba would be his. A vision in white, she'd glide down the aisle towards him, towards their future together. They would join as one, their friends and family surrounding them. Turning in his sleep, he reached out for the beautiful redhead, bringing her to him, snuggling against her warm body.
When Reba awoke, she found herself intertwined with Narvel, his strong arms wrapped tight around her slim waist. She smiled slightly, completely content. Quietly getting up so she wouldn't wake him, Reba got dressed, and was putting on the finishing touches of her makeup when he came up behind her and kissed her neck lovingly. Raising her head to Narvel's she kissed him, and they rose, exiting the room together.
After breakfast with the band, Reba had rehearsal to attend. She went off to practice, Narvel watching from backstage. Admiring her, he noticed how natural she was onstage, how much she loved what she was doing, that much was clearly visible. Kicking up the music for a more up-tempo song, he watched her sway and dance, then throwing her head back and laughing in that cute little way she had. She spoke with each person, making them feel special, important. He had never admired her more than at that moment. His heart soaring, he blew Reba a sweet kiss before going to speak with a crew member, marveling at just how lucky he was.