Reba was mad. It had been 2 months since there court date and Brock was going on a date. It was unexpected. He had came to her house asking her to watch Katie so he could go out with a "friend." She was jealous. He was going to bring by this girl to meet Katie and she was not having none of it. She didn't want some woman from god knows where around her child. He was to be here any minute and she was stewing.

He opened the door at her last thought and usher in the woman.

"Caroline this is Reba. Reba this is Caroline."

She forced a smile and extended her hand.

"Nice to meet you Caroline. " she noticed her blond locks and jealousy hit her like a knife.

"Pleasure is mine Reba. Brock has told me so much about you and his little one. Where is Katie? I'm so excited to meet her."

"She is upstairs. Brock you want to help me bring her down?" He caught the meaning to her words and followed her like a lost pup.

"I'll be right back Caroline. I just have to get her jumper and bring down for Reba." They left Caroline alone.

When they bounded the stairs she pulled him into the nearest room and closed the door.

"What the fuck Brock." She half yelled half whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"You bring some blonde tramp to meet Katie."

"It's just a date Reba and she's not a tramp. She's really nice."

"Oh yeah. Nice huh. She's a sugar baby Brock and you are her sugar daddy. "

" She isn't going out with me because I'm her sugar daddy. It's one date Reba. Why are you so upset."

"Because I don't know her and your bringing her to meet our child." He looked in her eyes. She was jealous.

"Your jealous Reba. "

"I am not jealous of .. of.. "

"Caroline."

"Yes her. Me and you aren't even together."

"But you want to be."

"I did not say that. "

"But you thought it."

"I did not. " she moved closer to him. She was jealous and she was frustrated because it had been weeks since they last slept together. And now she figured it was because of the blonde floozy he brought in.

"You did. We agreed when we started whatever that it was just sex but the first date I go on you get all pissy."

"Im not getting pissy. I just do not like her."

"You barely met her."

"I didn't need to. "

"Admit it reba you are jealous."

"I will not. You infuriating son of a .." she didn't finish her sentence before she pushed him against the door kissing him. He was surprised when she kissed him because he was the one who usually initiated there encounters. When her tongue met his he gripped her turning them to push her against the door. She moaned when the wood hit her back. They kissed a few more seconds.Breaking apart she whispered in his ear. "I hope you think of me your out with her. And I am jealous. I don't like to share. Don't ask me what's going on because even I don't know. But what I do know is I don't want her in your bed or around my child. "

With that she pushed him back and exited the door retrieving Katie from her room. Brock stood there stunned. She admitted she was jealous. She had almost jumped him. He was turned on and he had to leave. God what had she done to him. He left the room wiping his mouth with his hand. Good thing she hadn't worn red lipstick today. He followed her downstairs and watched as she showed Caroline the baby.

"Isn't she adorable. "

"She is my greatest gift." When Caroline reach out to hold her Reba hesitated before handing her to her. As soon as the baby left Reba's arms it began to cry. Caroline tried to quiet her but katie wasn't having anything to do with her.

"There there katie. It's alright. Reba will get you back in a second."

"That right katie. Mommy .. will get you back in a second." She placed emphasis on the mommy. She didn't like how she referee to Reba as reba instead of mommy to Katie. Katie continued to cry and Reba reach for her but Caroline kept her.

"She'll be quiet in a minute. Like my momma said sometimes they just have to cry it out."

"Not this child. Hand her to me please. " Caroline hesitantly reach Katie to Reba and instantly she quit crying.

"Shhh Katie. Mommies here." The baby cooed and smiled at Reba. She reach her hand out to Reba's hair and Reba laughed pushing the hair back.

" she is an adorable baby. Brock don't you think we should go?"

"Yes Caroline, we only have a few hours till I have to be home with Katie."

"Isn't Reba keeping her overnight." Reba looked to Brock.

"No. Katie is to be at my house tonight. Reba has done so much this week I couldn't ask her to keep her."

"Isn't that what mothers do? Keep their children?" Reba saw red. She turned to Caroline.

"You know Caroline that is what mothers do, but not so the father of said child can screw a 30 year old and bring home another child."

"How rude Reba. Brock, I'll be in the car." She grabbed her purse and left. Reba stood there holding Katie. He didn't want to go when he knew reba was hurt. He watched as her anger turned to aggravation. He knew what he had to do.

"Reba. I'll be back. I'm gonna take her home. "

"Go Brock. Enjoy your date." She said coldly.

"I'm not gonna do that. You are upset and you are more important." She looked at him and studied his face. "I'd rather spend the evening with you and Katie anyway."

"Then why'd you ask her out?"

"I didn't. She ask me out." She looked at him.

"What?"

"She ask me out. I didn't ask her. I only agreed to go so I could get out of the house. Be ready when I get back. I'll call us reservations in. "

"You want to go out."

"Yes. Me you and Katie."

"Ok." She smiled at him as he started to turn and walk away." Brock."

"Huh."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ruined your night."

"You didn't. You did what I knew you would. Show me her true colors. You were right though. She was just after me for my money." He laughed as he walked out the door…

………………

30 minutes later Brock returned at her door. He opened up and went inside. Reba was waiting on the couch playing with Katie. She turned to look at him and spoke.

"Howd it go."

"She was mad. I told her it was best if I took her home. "

"And."

"And she called me whipped and said I let you ruin what would have been a great time."

"And did I."

"No you didn't. Besides. I can't wait to get you out of that outfit tonight."

"So I did affect you when I kissed you."

"I was ready to fuck you against the door had you not pulled away."

"You are encourage-able"

"I can't help it when a beautiful woman turns me on." She blushed.

"So where did you make reservations."

"The new Italian place downtown."

"Really. But they are booked all the time. "

"I called in a favor from Ted. Apparently he is a frequent flyer."

"Am I dressed up enough. "

"Too much in my opinion. It's gonna be a lot of work taking that off you tonight. But I always did like a challenge."

"Let's go Brock before we don't make it to the restaurant. "

…………….

When they arrived Brock carried Katie's car seat in and led Reba through the doors.

"Did you have a reservation sir?"

"Reservation is under Ted Donnelly. He called earlier."

"Oh judge Donnelly. You must be Brock and Reba. "

"Yes."

"Right this way sir. You are in judge Donnellys private terrace. "

"Wow. Looks like we have a spot all to our selves." They followed behind the concierge and was seated on the private terrace. It was almost dark and the terrace was lit up beautifully.

"It's so beautiful Brock."

"I agree. "He looked to the waiter. "Sir can I get a chair for our daughter. She'll be staying in her car seat."

"Of course sir." The waiter brought the chair and Brock placed Katie on it. He turned to Reba pulling out her chair. She sat down and he followed suit.

"Here are your menus , order when you are ready. "

" I'll have the gnocchi, and Reba? "

"I'll have the same."

"Anything to drink mr and Mrs Hart?"

"Nothing for me but water, but bring a glass of your finest red wine."

" I shouldn't drink Brock."

"Let loose Reba. It's one glass."

"Ok. But no more. "

"So are you ok. I'm sorry I upset you earlier."

"It's ok. I guess that woman stepped on my nerves. "

"You were jealous."

"I was. And I don't know how I feel about that. I shouldn't be jealous."

"Why not."

"We are divorced."

"So. We are sleeping together. "

"It's just sex Brock."

" you know what I think Reba . We're confused. "

"Confused about what?"

"We stepped into this routine. Like we are married. I have feelings for you I just don't know what they are. I know you do too. Don't act like you don't."

" I do. I'm not denying that. We are spending a lot of time together. What if it's nostalgia."

"It's not."

"How do you know?"

"Because we aren't the same people like when we were married. We have grown. I think the divorce helped us find ourselves." She played with her napkin.

"I don't want you seeing other people."

"Ok."

"Ok? Just ok."

"Yes. Just ok. I don't want you dating either."

"So what does this all mean."

"It means we are not in a relationship but we want to see what's going on. We are exploring."

"Ok. So this is new. We are actually talking civil and discussing things."

"It's a new us. We are communicating. I do have to ask though. Why were you angry with Caroline."

"Because she wasn't good for Katie. The way she wanted to let her cry it out. She would not have took care of her if you two would have gotten together."

"I see. So Katie was the only reason?"

"Not the only. She wanted to sink her claws in you. I didn't know how I felt about that but it wasn't good."

" I noticed. Was she really that bad."

"The worst."

"I believe you. " the waiter laid her wine on the table. She took a sip, placing the wine back on the table.

"How's work?"

"Stressful."

"More clients than you can handle."

"Not really. It's the office building we are in. They are raising the rent next month. We have the money for it but it's like they raise rent every quarter. "

"Oh. Have you tried relocating." She took another sip of wine.

"We have looked but can't find any cheaper in the area."

"Maybe I could contact some old friends from work. See if they can help you out."

"Thank you. We really need it. I hate to raise my fees but if it keeps going we will be forced to."

"It's hard."

"Have you been doing ok?"

"What do you mean?"

"You've been watching Katie a lot and I just want to know if it's getting to be too much. I can step back a little and not leave you with the ball."

"I'm fine Brock. It was an adjustment first. I do get tired more than usual sometimes but I'm coping better."

"You'll tell me if it gets too stressful?"

"I will. Don't worry."

The waiter came back holding there plates. He laid them on the table, budding them a good evening.

"This looks good. Thank you Brock."

"It does. Maybe we should do this more often."

"Maybe."

He grasped her hand and held it. Never wanting to let go.