Butterflies {Corey Crawford}

Butterflies

"Wow!" a voice calls. I look down beside me and see a little girl and boy at my feet. The girl is holding my hand, and the boy is holding Corey's. Corey smiles at me, his grin even prettier than I remembered.

"Cmon guys. Let's go." He says and the three of them run off, the little girl pulling me with her. I look at the tanks full of brightly colored fish and crabs. The girl lets go of my hand and shoves her face against the glass. Her finger follows a fish and she giggles as it swims past her.

"Mommy did you see that?" She questions, turning her head to look back at me. Her blue eyes burn a hole in mine as I put two and two together. The dark black hair like Corey, the high cheek bones like me, that's our daughter. And my god, she's more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. I look to my left and see Corey holding our son while he points at a sea turtle. Corey catches me looking and then points to me, causing the boy to look. He also has blue eyes, although his are muted, and his hair is dark. He has a mole above his lip like I do. Him and Corey look so similar. I step back and a frown forms on Corey's face.

"Ev? Evelyn?" He asks and his voice gets louder and louder.

"Evelyn?"

"Call 991." A voice says.

"No, don't. She's fine." Another says, and I recognize its Corey. I focus my eyes and see I'm laying on the floor of the kitchen. Trev is beside me and he sees me looking at him.

"Hey-" His hand juts out and grabs Corey. He looks down at me and sighs.

"Ev? You had a seizure, are you okay?"

"I did?" I sit up and try to remember what happened, "Did I die?" I whisper. His eyes get wide and he lets out a strangled noise.

"No you're okay baby. I'm right here. Everything is okay."

"I'm sorry." I reply. I rub my eyes and begin to regain feeling in my arms. Eventually I'm able to stand and Corey helps me sit on a chair. Everyone begins talking, trying to distract from what just happened and I appreciate it. I start to get tired and tell Corey. He helps me up the stairs and we go into the bathroom. We both get ready for bed and go and lay down. Corey tucks me in like a little kid, making me laugh, before getting comfortable beside me. We lay in silence for a little, Corey touching my stomach.

"I had a dream about you." I say and he just hums, "I saw our babies, Cor. They were so, so beautiful."

"What did they look like?" He asks quietly.

"Just like you. They had your hair and your cute smile with my eyes. They were gorgeous." I gush, remembering everything exactly.

"Evelyn I've never been more sure about anything in my life than I am about you being the woman I am meant to be with for the rest of my life. I know it's early but I get butterflies every time I roll over in the morning and see you beside me. I have never gotten so nervous yet been so confident around someone like I am you."

"I love you Corey Crawford." I whisper and he sighs. He kisses me gently, over and over again. The kisses slow and more passionate. Before long, we're making out, our tongues colliding. I feel the butterflies he was talking about.
He pulls away from me and begins kissing my cheek, and then my neck, and my chest. I start to giggle as his breath tickles my skin.

"I know I did a really good job at tucking you in, but I think I'm going to have to untuck you before I go any further." Corey states and I snort, covering my mouth as I laugh. He begins laughing, too, as he pulls the covers off my body. A chill runs up my sign and I shiver. In seconds, Corey is hovering over top of me, his hands by my head.

Many kisses and fewer clothes later, Corey is kissing my stomach. Kissing every inch of my stomach as he makes sure not to miss a spot. Without warning, he pulls my thong down my legs and tosses it somewhere in the room. He lays a gentle kiss on my clit and I sigh, not prepared for the activities he has in store.

Corey flops down beside me, both of us sweaty and panting.

"Look," He whispers and I glance at the digital clock beside his bed. 1:04 am, "Merry Christmas, Ev."

"That's the only Christmas present you're getting from me." I answer as I close my eyes.  His laugh is the last thing I hear before I fall asleep.