When I woke up the next morning, Zach was already up and nowhere in sight. I glanced at the clock, and saw it wasn't even eight. I tried to fall back asleep, but I was too excited. After about fifteen minutes, I climbed out of bed, then made my way to the bathroom. After I went through my usual morning routine, I gave Snowball a little bit of water and dry cat food, before I left the bathroom.
After I changed into my jeans and a dark purple t shirt, I sat down on the loveseat and lit a cigarette. I was about halfway through my cigarette, when I heard a car door outside. I was pleasantly surprised when Zach walked into our bedroom a few minutes later, carrying two mochas from the coffee shop.
He flashed me a warm smile, as he walked over to the loveseat. After he handed
