Noah
Saturday morning on game days always wakes me early. Almost like a ritual for my mind. To let Caylee sleep, I manage to extricate myself from her. I like to watch her sleep. The cute way she snuggles into my pillow has me smiling. I change and leave her a short note about picking up breakfast from the coffee shop. She was craving a mocha mint latte yesterday and we didn’t have time for it.
The coffee shop is surprisingly busy for 6:30 on a Saturday morning. After I place my order, I move to the side.
“You following me, Noah?” I turn at the teasing voice finding Marissa sitting at a table.
“Don't think so. Can’t believe this many people are up so early on a Saturday.”
She nods absentmindedly. “Yeah I had trouble sleeping at all so figured I’d grab some caffeine.”
I sit across fr
