Eva POV
“How was your day, baby?” Corey smiled warmly at me from the couch as I came into our apartment.
Corey is a sight for sore eyes after the ordeal I just went through with Cheslea, who didn't seem to ever want to come home.
My feet hurt, my back hurts, and if I ever hear her say "just one more", I'm going to sit on her, or flick her in the head.
Everything instantly feels better when I look at Corey. He looks extra yummy in just fitted sweatpants and his socks. He has his laptop open on his lap, but moves it to the table beside him so I can have the spot on his lap after dropping my shopping bags on a chair.
“It was long,” I snuggled up against his chest, relaxing into his spark-filled touch. “Chelsea made me try on way too many dresses. You would think she was trying to sta
