![]() Glancing through the windows, I see that the sky is overcast, but I don’t think it’s raining. I resist the urge to kiss her good-bye, and let her sleep. I check on Ana before I leave she’s gone back to sleep. In my closet, I pull on my sweats and grab my iPod. I have to get up.” I kiss her and bound out of bed. “I usually wake before the alarm goes off.” ![]() “Good morning, baby.” I’m surprised that I’ve slept so long. She caresses my stubbly cheek with her fingers and kisses me. “Good morning,” she says with a bright smile. When I turn my head, Ana is awake and watching me. Seattle’s morning news wakes me with a report about the Angels’ upcoming game with the Mariners.
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