Caylee
"I wish I was going." My voice is muffled as Noah squeezes me against him tight.
"Me too. Damn exams." He mutters. He's leaving tonight for the draft and will be gone until Sunday. Grant and he had been invited meaning they will most assuredly be chosen. They have to plan on staying through all seven rounds because of possible trades or when they get picked. Tomorrow night will be round one only. Even if they are chosen, they could be traded to gain something from another team. His parents are going with him. Renee and I can't travel. We're going to have a draft watching party tomorrow night with pizza.
"I'll be watching. And you be careful wearing those suits. You turn into an even more delicious looking hunk." I tease him. He shakes his head smiling a little. "I'm not kidding
