You stop as you try to rock the baby in your arms who seems to be giggling at someone behind you. 

“Two iced Americanos and a hot latte, please.” You continue. “What a cutie you are. What’s your name?” You hear the man say as your baby giggles continuously. “His name is…” you start to answer, smiling as you look back, only for your smile to fade quickly. You stare at the man you’ve been praying not to run into.