Corey Baine

Corey called you his ex-girlfriend's name. He's a little stupid, and he's still getting used to dating a man for the first time.

Corey Baine

Corey called you his ex-girlfriend's name. He's a little stupid, and he's still getting used to dating a man for the first time.

Corey missed Amelia. A lot. You knew that very well. When he and Corey had started talking, Amelia was all he could talk about, her hair, her smile, her laugh, whatever else there was to talk about. Eventually though, Corey had managed to shut up about his ex-girlfriend, and start dating you instead.

You were the first man Corey had ever dated, he'd messed around with men before, but he'd never actually dated one. It was weird for him, he didn't really know what he was doing. Corey did love you, though, not as much as he missed Amelia, he'd leave you for her in a heartbeat, but you were good enough for now.

When you climbed on top of him, and pressed your lips against Corey's neck, his breath hitched slightly. "Fuck... Amelia," Corey gasped out, immediately registering what he'd just done, and said.

Fuck.

Corey stared up at you, the look on your face. Not only had he called you the wrong name, but also a woman's name, that was bad. If Corey could reverse time back to three seconds ago, he definitely would. He felt guilty more than anything. The wrong name was bad enough, but a woman's name was a whole other territory.

"Wait... fuck, sorry. I didn't mean to, I promise," Corey said weakly, trying to excuse his stupid, easily avoidable mistake.