"Shhh!" Reba said giggling. She put a finger over Brock's mouth, "You're going to wake up the kids!" He smiled at her and then leaned forward and hugged her. He tripped and fell back onto the couch, so he pulled Reba down with him. He caught her by surprise and she make a little screaming noise that sounded more like a squeak due to the fact that Brock kissed her. "Brock!" she whispered.

She teasingly smacked his chest. "Sorry I couldn't resist." He said pushing away a piece of hair from her face. Reba looked into his eyes and was suddenly hit with guilt. What they were doing was wrong and she knew it.

"Brock…," she sat up, "We can't keep doing this. What about Barbra Jean? And the kids not knowing, it's not right. What if they find out?"

"Honey, don't worry about it. It's just you and me, no one needs to know. And how would anyone find out? You're not telling and I'm not telling. Full-proof plan."

"What if Cheyenne or any of our kids walk downstairs right now? Or even your wife! We both know she likes to sneak into my bedroom window at night. What do we do then?" she said getting frustrated.

"You worry too much. Common, relax. If someone was coming we could hear them," he reassured her. He took her hand and kissed it. He pulled her so that she scooted down the couch and sat on his lap. She was so skinny Brock hardly noticed the difference.

"You're right. I worry too much." She agreed. She looked up and saw him smiling at her. "What?"

"Nothing," he told her. She gave him an annoyed gaze, she hated not knowing what was going on. "You're just so beautiful." Reba hit his chest again and laughed. He kissed her and then he fell back onto the couch. Reba leaned down and kissed him. Once they were sure the kids were asleep they were together again in a way that no one would have ever imagined. After what happened between them 6 years ago, no one would suspect them…it was the perfect affair.

'Cus I'm acting as if this blue sky's never gonna rain down on me,

I'm telling myself this true love's never gonna leave me lonely,

Unless there's someting I've missed,

I'm acting as if.

As if your sweet kiss is never gonna fade away,

And the way you look at me will never change.