A COUPLE OF blocks later, we’re in line at a coffee shop that advertises their milk is sourced from Upstate, and I couldn’t give two shits as long as it’s from a cow. I order an iced matcha tea with three shots of espresso.
Wade gives me a questioning look.
“Don’t f*****g judge me,” I say to Wade as he laughs and shakes his head. “Blame Hayley. She ordered one for me last time we met for coffee and now I’m obsessed.” I mock Hayley with that last word which elicits a snort from Wade.
“Let’s just grab a table.” I roll my eyes at Wade.
The cafe isn’t too crowded and we’re able to grab a table outside to enjoy the nice weather. I grab my drink off the counter when the barista calls out my name, and Wade grabs his hot tea.
I c**k an eyebrow at him.
“What?”
I look at my drink that’s the c
