It was two weeks until their first wedding anniversary.. Their very first wedding anniversary..

Again..

Reba chuckled to her self.. How she could not believe all that had happened in the past ten years & How much she had changed.

As Reba sat on the couch a glass of wine in hand, she reminisced about everything that had happened in the four years that followed Brock and BJ's divorce. She let her mind wander though the pages of her memories.

After Brock and BJ settled their divorce in the winter of 2007 Brock moved out of the house & into his condo, still overwhelmed with his feelings for Reba he asked his NEW ex wife to help him win her back, it was never awkward between Brock and BJ after their divorce. They had a child together yes, they were married for 6 years yes, but they were only ever friends never really husband an wife, BJ of all people wanted Brock and Reba back together. She knew that it was partially her who ruined a 20year marriage and though Reba said time and again that she forgave her, BJ couldn't help thinking that, that would always be the way Reba saw their friendship. BJ didn't want to be the other woman anymore not after Reba had actually admitted they were best friends. So of course she jumped at the opportunity to help Brock.

Brock & BJ had numerous ideas about how to get Reba to give Brock a second chance many failed and failed badly, for no other reason than that Reba was making them fail. Every time Brock tired to do something romantic or even helpful for that matter, Reba had one of their three beautiful children there to put a stop to his advances. Little did the kids know that their mother was using them as a way to haunt their farther's desperate attempts at a reconciliation.

Several months later ..

Brock kept bugging Reba about any little thing her could think of to get her alone. Discussing Jake's schooling, getting her to sell his condo so he could higher her to help him buy a proper house. Which meant spending long hours together at her office. What bugged Reba most of all is that was becoming accustomed to having him around.

This particular day Reba was off to a bad start. That morning her car wouldn't start, she had to take the bus which meant she was late for her first appointment, which put her whole day behind, her boss yelled at her for being late and she forgot her lunch, only adding fuel to the fire. She was hungry, angry and then came Brock.

"Brock!" She cried after he had turned down the 10th house she had showed him. "How do you expect me to sell you a house when you won't even go inside to look!"

"Reba, honey I know what I want & that's not it" he said calmly. "Is it too much to ask for a house with 4 bedrooms 2 bathrooms & a pool? Look if you don't think you can find me what I'm looking for I can always take my business else where" He teased smirking when she raised her eyebrow as if to say - don't push it.

"Agghh!" She sighed "I give up! That's it I can take no more of your torture! This is the last house I'm going to show you.. If you don't want to even look inside then I'll find you another realtor, all this stress is making my blood pressure sky rocket!" Reba exclaimed stepping out of her car.

"Ok ok I'll look inside" he said apologetically. "I don't want you to pass out on me while your giving the tour though." He said with the slightest hint of concern in his voice.

Reba noticed this & took advantage knowing he would try be her hero, although Reba had given Brock no inkling of the feelings she may or may not have had, but there was no denying she loved it when he would rushed to her side to wait on her hand and foot.

"ohh I feel really light headed" she said leaning her head against the car parked out the front of the final house. As Brock ran from his car to her side putting his hands on he waist to support her.

"I don't know what it is.. This whole week I've been feeling really.. Not very well.." she sighed

"Reba." he whispered turning her to face him, his hands still gripped her tightly.

"Brock" she said barely letting his name escape her lips, only just realizing how close he was to her.

"I .. I... are you feeling alright" he lifted her chin to make her look at him. His words drifted towards her & she felt light headed. He smelt good.

She had forgotten. Reba hadn't allowed her self to be this close to Brock ever since their divorce. Come to think of it, this was the first time he had held her since their divorce 7years ago.

"Umm.. Well .. I'm" she stuttered looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. "Yes I'm fine" she said as she pulled away from his grip "Shall we take a look at this house or not?" she said immediately putting some much needed distance between them.

"No." he said simply. "I'll take it, what ever they want for it I'll pay, plus I don't like to see you so stressed & clearly I'm stressing you out with all these open houses I'm making you take me to."

"But you haven't even.." Reba started but was cut off by Brock stepping towards her.

"Reba I don't need to look I can see exactly what I want" Both of them knowing he wasn't talking about the house. "The location is perfect, it has a pool, 4 bedrooms & I can just add the final bathroom to the master bedroom once I've moved in plus it's only five houses from your place, so I'll be close to yo... I mean Jake while he's getting ready for high school." he slipped hoping she didn't notice "I don't like to see you stressed & clearly it's my fault you've been stressed lately, we can work out the paper work tomorrow, I'm buying the house end of discussion." With that he walk to his car hopped in & drove away.

Reba just stood there in shock, she was still leaning back against the car. She could feel the warmth from where his hands had been on her waist. "Right.. Well I'll cya tomorrow then" she mumbled to herself as his car faded out of sight. He really did care she thought, buying a house just so she wouldn't stress out, Reba couldn't believe it. Brock actually still loved her.

Even though she still had feelings for Brock and he had basically proved that to her, Reba wasn't going to just let him back into her life after everything she had been put through. Plus she still wasn't 100% sure if Brock really did love her or if he just didn't want to be alone. Reba thought that if he did mean what he said then he would fight and not give up.

Still two weeks later he was there hassling her, he just would not give up.

He just would not give up. Brock was still at Reba's door every chance he got, although he had moved into his new house already it seemed like he was at Reba's.

"Its just until they finish that bathroom" he'd say.

But even after that he was always offering to help her around the house, take her to dinner, make lunch, take the kids (who weren't kids at all or for that matter even at the house that often anymore) so she could have time to herself, what ever she wanted he'd say to her.

"Your wish I my command" he told her so many times She'd lost count.

It was getting harder & harder for Reba to resist Brock's advances. He had always known how to get her attention, placing his hand on the small of her back or how he would look at her just the right way so she couldn't say no.

On this particular day Reba actually caught herself alone in the house. She was completely amazed.. BJ had already been at the house since 7am hassling her about Brock among other things BJ just wouldn't let up.

"Why won't you just go on a date with the man! He won't bite .. Well I mean he might but, that could be fun..." BJ continued to mumble as Reba cut her off.

"Barbra Jean" Reba said with as much patience as she could muster "Haven't you harped on about this for long enough! Don't you have anything better things to do with your.. Don't answer that" Reba said catching her ridiculous sentence before it could escape her mouth.

"Oh please Reba! Just one teenie weenie date won't hurt you" BJ begged "Not even you can deny that behind his abnormally orange exterior lies one hell of a man." BJ said trying to get a reaction.

"Please Barbra Jean you're giving me a headache, would you just let it be for heaven's sake" Reba getting closer to her wits end.

Barbra Jean went to speak but Reba cut her off immediately "Barbara Jean where's Henry?

"Craaappp" She cried as she walked out the door she said "This ain't over red! I'll be back!"

Reba sighed and tipped the remaining cold coffee down the sink, what was there left to do today, she decided to check in on her children just to make sure they were still alive.. surprised by the silence that surrounded her & seeing as she hadn't heard a peep from any of them all morning.

She called ...

Cheyenne - Who was too busy working from home with her two beautiful babies, Elizabeth was almost 6 the spitting image of her mother and Ethan who was now becoming quite a handful, beginning to walk and run everywhere.

Kyra - Reba had completely forgotten that her second daughter had left that morning for Nashville for an audition & by now would be recording with her band in a studio. she decided against making that phone call, knowing Kyra would be busy.

Jake - Had become the image of Brock; had become a very fit young man, high school had changed jake, he was too cool to hang out with his mom on weekends or ever in fact, opting for his friends houses most nights of the week, So it was a rare occasion Jake was even at the house, Reba missed him the most out of all her children & she didn't know why.

So she sat on the couch unsure of what to do with her very silent Saturday. The phone calls to her children very unsatisfying.. Reba reached for the blanket that was folded over the couch draped it over her legs grabbed a magazine from the coffee table and began to read. It wasn't long before the sleep that had been calling since Barbra Jean left caught up with her, that woman could make a priest want to sin! as her eyes grew heavy and her breathing took on a more relaxed pace she drifted off into a deep sleep.

It was so dark in the gigantic room, where she lay in the middle of the bed. Waiting .. Wanting .. Yearning ..

For him to find her, the door slid open and in walked the dark figure, she couldn't see his face knowing her imagination wouldn't let her. As he began to massage her feet knowing how ticklish she was, he worked his way up her legs touching every inch of her as he climbed kissing her stomach and teasing her with every touch. Finally be began to kiss her where she had been silently begging him too. His lips were soft & his face rough as he worked his way into the folds of her body.

Reba sighed and moaned as he touched her body, begging him to take her. "Plea- Now- I .. ugh.." She tried to string a sentence together but couldn't. As he worked on her body he slowly moved his hands down her figure touching every curve as he went, finally reaching his destination he entered her body with his fingers moving slowly at first then faster. Keeping his hand at work he began to kiss her stomach and torso. Tracing his tongue around her pulsating body, making his way to her neck, she moaned again, sighing & breathing heavily at his touch. He traced her jaw line with his tongue teasing her with the hopes of a kiss.

Their lips met, crashing together like a hurricane, whipping their tounges around each others mouths not wanting to stop for air. Reba begged again for him to take her "Do- it- Ahhhhhh ... Now.." She breathed between her gasps for air.

He didn't deny her this time removing his hands from her saturated body taking his pants & any other clothing that might get in the way off. All the while kissing and sucking at Reba's neck creating several large purple bruises on her collar bone. With one swift movement he was inside her and she groaned with pleasure not realizing how swollen and close to climax she was. He pushed him self into her body as far as he could go and more so with every thrust.

Reba had never felt anything like it her whole body was shaking uncontrollably her fingers clenched his back and scratched as hard as she could. He only moved faster and harder with that. Pressing his body into hers, she felt her toes curl and her mind go wild.

The orgasm came at her from every angle making her whole body weak with pleasure she laid there sweating and panting. When she heard a deep friendly voice saying her name.

Brock knocked on the door several times. But no answer. He knew Reba was home because her car was in the drive plus BJ had already spent the morning harassing Reba then calling and telling Brock all about it before informing him all the kids were doing their own thing and that she would be home alone all after noon so he tried is luck and opened the door.

Walking into the kitchen he looked around and called out Reba's name. No answer. He wandered through the house walking straight passed her on the couch up the stairs thinking she was up there, as he walked down the stairs he saw her. Sound asleep moaning quietly to her self. Her body uncovered just enough so that he could see what she was doing.. Brock couldn't help himself, he felt the twitch below his waist as he watched her lay there completely innocent to what she was showing him. Brock felt himself grow harder, his pants had become uncomfortably tight. The sight of Reba laying there sleeping, but not just sleeping she. Well.

He couldn't believe his eyes he wanted so badly to remove her own hand and replace it with his, Brock felt himself growing even more when he noticed that her shirt was wet with sweat and he could see her breasts bulging out the top of her V neck just begging him to touch them. he slowly walked to the couch and whispered.

"Reba? Reba... Wake up Reba." She was unhappily pulled from her intense dream only to look up and see Brock's face looking at her with a huge smirk splashed across it.

"Huh? What!" She snapped into reality realizing where she was and where hands were. Perfectly placed in her panties, her own wetness dripping on her hand, she realized she was sweating so much her white V neck blouse was almost clear, clenching every inch of her perfctly flat stomach. The V neck threatened to let her breasts fall out as they glistened with perspiration.

She saw Brock, wondering if he could see her hands and it was all of a sudden very clear that he could. Reba saw immediately saw that his pants were extremely tight, he was excited by the sight of her laying there sweating and panting, not just excited though, he had an erection like nothing Reba had ever seen from her ex husband even when they were married. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then Brock finally tired to break the silence.

"Reba" he said almost whispering "I ugh well.. I'm .. I didn't mean to.. It's just... I tired calling out but umm you didn't answer & I well I'm-" he stuttered frantically barely able to string two words together. Just the sight of her there was enough to make him want to come again and again.

Reba looked at Brock full in the face & said "Are you ok Brock.. Umm I didn't know you were coming over today." Realizing the effect she had on him she couldn't help but be turned on. After all these years he still got excited by the sight of her. Deciding to take a chance on the situation and almost certain that this would prove once and for all of Brock still loved her she said what Brock never expected.

"Did I turn you on Brock." Reba's voice was seductive and raspy. "I didn't mean to." She continued innocently.

Brock was so shocked all he could manage was "Uhuh"

Reba smiled and took his hand in hers not saying a word she slid it down her pants to where her own hands had previously occupied. Slowly Brock regained his composure after the shock of what she was doing wore off and he began to work at Reba's body with his fingers but it didn't take long for him to get lost in her noises and the sight of her laying there. Wanting him.

She threw her head back in pleasure and gasped for air several times making Brock's erection shake. "Reba" he said as calmly as he could "Are you sure.. I don't want to.. "At once Reba shushed him as her lips found his. The first time they had shared more than a peck on the cheek in almost 7years.

Reba's face flushed with color as her tongue found his and began to instinctively play. It completely amazed her they way their mouths still fit together so effortlessly, sighing she took a deep breath and pulled Brock's whole body on to her's as she laid on the couch.

Brock worked harder and harder at Reba's body, his mind racing at a hundred miles an hour, he wasn't entirely sure what was about to happen next and then Reba grabbed at his shirt ripping it in two, the buttons flew in off in every direction as she pulled his shirt off his perfectly shaped shoulders, Then throwing it behind her.

Shocked as Brock was he took her actions as a sign to continue, removing his own hand, shifting himself between her legs, he began to unbutton Reba's blouse slowly as he did kissing each part of her body that became available.

Time seemed to stand still as they easily aloud them selves to slip back into old habits ..

Reba was so nervous and excited her mind was reeling "Brock please. Oh god- Be gentle with me." Was the only thing she could say between her gasps for air.

Brock looked at her with a curious face "Reba we don't have to... I mean if it's soon." he said not entirely sure what she was taking about.

"It's been... Well it's been a long time since I've." she gasped feeling his presence against her thigh. "I've been with a man and well- I'm fragile" she said softly trying not to sound like a virgin, though she felt very much like one.

"Reba I had no idea- your so and .. I thought that .. I mean your so gorgeous I.. I just assumed." he stuttered.

"Never" she whispered into his ear "I could never bring myself to go that far with another man."

"Reba I'm sorry.. I never meant.. I'm so sorry" Brock continued but was cut of by an unexpected kiss.

"Don't be sorry. What's done is done. Just make it up to me now." She whispered heavily into his ear. "I want you now Brock. I want you."

Her words faded into his mind. Smiling Brock continued his previous exploration of her now half naked body. Working his way down her stomach he ripped at the buttons of her pants with his teeth and Reba laughed with delight.. Sliding her pants completely off & tossing them in an unknown direction, he massaged her legs firmly and Reba moaned.

"Please Brock.. Don't.. Tease.. Me-" She gasped begging the only man she had ever been with to take her, body and soul there on the couch. Her mind was reeling, she wasn't even sure which way was up, Reba only knew that she wanted Brock and she wanted him now.

"I'm not teasing" But Reba may as well have seen the smile she could hear in his voice as he kissed & licked his way up her body .

"Brock .. don't you- I .. Ohhh... You.. remember.." she said breathlessly as Brock once again found those little places on

Her hip. Her neck. Her ear.

that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up and made toes curl with pleasure.

"how could I forget" he whispered softly.

"Enough.. " she said breathing heavily. "No.. More.. I can't- Take it... Ahh please I'm.. begging you Brock .. Take me.. Take me now! I.. want.. you." She breathed into his ear.

Just as Brock went to make the final move the phone rang. "Ugh really!" Brock said in annoyance, not even moving himself from her body, he kissed her lips again hoping she wouldn't answer it but it was Reba who surprised him with what she said. "just let it ring" Reba slipped her hands down his side and took him in her hand massaging him slowly making Brock groan loudly, she continued too kiss his neck and shoulders

The answering machine caught it "Hey mom just letting you know Van, Elizabeth, Ethan & I will be at your place in five, had to get the house inspected for termites so I hope its ok if we stay with you for a few days while they do the inspection. Anyway we're picking up some supplies now so cya soon!" Cheyennes voice squealed through the phone line.

Before Cheyenne could finish the message Brock & Reba jumped off the couch searching for the pieces of clothing they had ripped off each other not minutes earlier. Brock couldn't wear his shirt as it was ruined from Reba ripping all the buttons.

Reba's blouse was hanging on the lamp behind the couch while her pants had ended up hanging off her desk from Brock throwing them. They scrambled around the lounge, cleaning what mess they did and didn't make just to avoid suspicion.

With clothing and pillows fliying in every direction they scrambled to clean the not even messy lounge room.

As they heard Van & Cheyenne pull up the drive way Brock & Reba aloud themselves one last passionate kiss then he slipped out the kitchen door.

"I'll come around later" he whispered as he closed the door.

Seconds later Rebas house was full of people, leaving only a memory of what had happend minutes earlier. Reba sat by the kitchen island in a day dream when Cheyenne walked in

"Mom, MOM!.. HELLO!" Cheyenne screamed while Reba sat on the chair in anotherworld completely. "Mom! Hello whats with you? are you even listening to me? I'm trying to tell you about this rash Ethan has on his arms and in the corners of his legs, what do you think it could be? Its kind off red & scabby with.. " Cheyenne continued as Reba cut her off mid sentence.

"Cheyene it's just eczema" she said nonchalantly "Just take him to the doctors and they can prescribe some creams to put on it, its not deadly he'll be fine" she finished.

"Mom you aren't even paying attention to me! whats going on? HELLO? are you ok?" she said not even listening to what Reba had just told her, now grabbing Reba's shoulder to make her turn and face her. "If there is something going on you want to talk to me about, you can you know I'm here for you. You have my undivided.. VAN! TURN DOWN THAT TELEVISON! IM TRYING TO HAVE A CONVERSATION IN HERE! attention." she said concerned smiling at her mother with a 'talk to me' look on her face & resting her hand on her shoulder.

"Well cheyenne as much as I appreciate having your "Undivided attenetion" she said using her hands as mocking quotation marks "There is nothing wrong with me apart from having my house bombarded with toys, clothes and children in the last two hours! as she walked into the lounge room past Van up to her room as she turned the corner she said "I'm going to have a shower call me when dinner's ready"

Cheyenne stood leaning on the arch between the kitchen and lounge. "Dinner?" she said "Its 4o'clock, how long does she plan on being?" Cheyenne said shaking her head and walking into the lounge room.

"Cheyenne, you'r mom's really old" Van said in his 'you know im right voice' "It takes her twice as long to do everything don't you know when you get old you start losing your bones" he said never moving his eyes from the television.

"What?" Cheyenne confused looking at her husband "Do you even know what you just said? That sounded stupid even to me!." She turned on her heel into the kitchen to see what she could make to dinner.