Ka’Sha smiled thinking of O’Shea. From the first time she laid eyes on him, she was head over heels. He was tall, caramel hued, with dimples she envied and a smile that left her floating in air for days. His deep voice spoke to her in places she was embarrassed to mention, but she loved every minute of it. Ka’Sha couldn’t stop herself from approaching him the night she and a few of her girlfriends went out for drinks after work one Friday night. It was as if he were expecting her, waiting for her. After a few drinks, she built up the courage to go over to where he and a few other guys, she assumed were his boys, chatted and laughed. She remembered the conversation like yesterday.
“Excuse me,” she said lightly tapping him on his back. When he turned to face her, she was shocked by the kindness of his eyes. When he smiled, she knew that she had made the right decision and her heart skipped a beat. Ka’Sha stared at his lips. She must have had one drink too many because she remembered taking her hand and placing one finger one them. He looked around the room amazed by her straightforwardness. O’Shea then, kindly moved her hand from his lips and kissed it. Ka’Sha smiled at her future husband. He gave her “butterflies” and she remembered her grandmother saying that, “if a man gave you butterflies, he was the one for you because not too many of them possessed that quality.” Who knew that her grandmother was so right?
“I’m so sorry! I have never gone this before. Please excuse my behavior. I guess I shouldn’t have had that last drink, huh,” Ka’Sha said looking down at the floor. She noticed his shoes, how well polished they looked and how big his feet were. She felt a little leap in her kitty kat area, which was also new to her. “Oh, please don’t apologize, you haven’t committed any crimes,” he spoke with great sincerity. “My name is O’Shea Spencer,” he said, extending his hand to hers. Ka’Sha extended her own hand but instead of shaking it, she intertwined their fingers and began to dance. O’Shea, surprised again by her forwardness, wrapped his arms around her waist and moved in closer to her body. How could he refuse a beautiful woman a dance? What harm could it do? Besides, he was intrigued by her confidence. The chemistry between them was evident, obvious to anyone paying any attention to them. They danced that night and have been dancing ever since. He gave her “butterflies” then and now.
Ka’Sha was comfortable in his massive, yet gentle arms. She belonged there. She was home. “My name is Ka’Sha Reynolds. And one day, I am going to be your wife,” she whispered into his ear. O’Shea pulled her closer into him feeling his own heart speed up. He had never felt that way before and he had had his share of women, lots of women, but none held a candle to the woman in his arms. Ka’Sha Reynolds was definitely in a league of her own. He wanted to know more of her. When they finally let go of each other, her friends and his boys had gathered together having a good time as well. All eyes were on them careful to see if anything was strange, but shocked to see two people, strangers, dancing together and slowly falling in love. O’Shea touched his stomach. It felt weird, funny and unusual. For the first time in his life, he was experiencing “butterflies”. She gave him butterflies. “Damn”, was all he managed to say, wondering what that meant.
By the end of the night, he and Ka’Sha had gotten better acquainted with each other. Everyone is their group seemed to be having a nice time as well, so they didn’t have to rush or feel selfish for ignoring their friends. They learned each other’s professions, hobbies, likes and dislikes, among other things. They exchanged numbers that night and had been talking every day since. Ka’Sha looked forward to hearing his voice, as did O’Shea to hearing hers. Whenever her phone rang, she smiled and felt “butterflies” in her stomach. She was beyond words to describe the way he made her feel, and she didn’t want that feeling to ever end.
Now, here she was, sitting in their home, waiting on him. They had been together for several years, happily married, and still in love. And after all that time, Ka’Sha still felt my stomach flutter, heart skip a beat and a smile appear on her face whenever she thought of O’Shea. The love they made sealed their love, strengthened their bond, and extended their family. Ka’Sha looked down at her belly. Tears filled her eyes and she couldn’t contain her excitement. He was going to be extremely happy when she told him to good news. They had been trying for a long time to get pregnant, with no luck. Just when they came to the conclusion that it would only be him and her, a miracle happened. Ka’Sha missed her period, but didn’t think much of it. When the second month passed, she decided to go see her doctor. That is when she learned that she was going on three months pregnant, and not with just one baby but two. They were having twins.
As O’Shea unlocked the door to their home, he felt his stomach in knots. Those “butterflies” always signaled something special in his life after meeting Ka’Sha. There he found her, sitting on their couch, grinning from ear to ear. He knew that she had something to tell her. “Hey Baby, how was your day,” she stalled. O’Shea played along, kissing her on the cheek as he sit down next to her. “Hi, my day was great. No complaints. What about you Sweetness,” he asked resting his arms around her. She leaned into him, putting her head on his chest. “I have something to share with you. I hope that you are not upset with me after you hear what it is,” she said smiling were he couldn’t see. O’Shea was worried now. He eased her up to face him. “What’s wrong?” His face was panicked.
Ka’Sha couldn’t stand the torture on his face. She whispered into his ear, “Baby, we are having a baby.” O’Shea searched her eyes to see if she was joking, but when she nodded in agreement to what she had just told him, he knew that she was telling the truth. He was ecstatic. Tears of joy betrayed him as he pulled his wife into his arms. He kissed her with such passion, Ka’Sha wanted to jump his bones right then and there, but knew that she couldn’t. “Baby”, she said bringing him back to reality. “There is more news.” O’Shea eyed her suspiciously. “What’s that,” he asked. Ka’Sha took a deep breath. “I should have told you months ago, but I wanted to be sure first. I learned today at the doctor’s that I am going on three months pregnant and we are having twins.” O’Shea felt “butterflies” in his stomach and then saw darkness. He fainted. Ka’Sha laughed at her loving husband.
They laughed and talked for hours when he finally came to. O’Shea promised that he wouldn’t faint when the babies came. Ka’Sha didn’t believe him, but nodded just to appease him. They chatted like two old friends catching up. They talked for hours. They reminisced about their dating days, their engagement and then their wedding. With each story, Ka’Sha’s heart smiled brighter. She was so happy that she had gone with her friends that night, happy that she approached O’Shea and happy that she answered the phone when he called. But most of all, she was happy that since that very first moment she looked into his eyes, he had and still was giving her “butterflies”.