Miracle in the Making

Chapter 8

Riley's POV

I opened my eyes. I was still in the back seat of James's car. I rolled over, seeing James beside me, still asleep. It was light outside, so I guessed it was the morning. I heard James groan, and he shifted, before opening his eyes. "Hi baby." He smiled at me sleepily.
"Hi." I responded softly. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to lay on top of him as he held me tight. He softly kissed my forehead, letting his lips linger for a while. "What time is it?" I asked after sitting in silence for a while. James shifted to get his phone, before checking the time.
"12:30." He mumbled. I sighed.
"Rehearsal started an hour ago. We gotta go." I said, shifting in his arms so that I could sit up.
"Nah. We almost missed it, let's not go now." He pushed, obviously wanting to spend more time with me.
"James, Internationals is  a month away. We gotta go." I told him. He shook his head, wrapping his arms around me again, and pulling me into his chest tightly. "James." I sighed. As much as I would love to spend time with him, we'll be in a lot of trouble if we miss dance, again. Miss Kate has had to threaten to kick us off the team if we miss dance, seeing as we miss so much of it. Maybe that's how I ended up accidentally becoming pregnant twice...
"5 more minutes." James groaned. I sighed. I knew if I agreed, 5 more minutes would turn into 10 more minutes, then 20 minutes, and then 40, and it would keep going until we end up missing dance.
"No. We have to go." I said, sternly. Even though I knew Miss Kate wouldn't actually kick us off the team, we're in almost all the dances at Internationals, I knew we'd still get in a lot of trouble.
"If you can get out of my grip, we can go." James responded, tightening his grip on my waist so much I could barely breath. I shifted, trying to unsuccessfully loosen James's grip. I knew he was smiling, happy he got his way.
"This is so unfair." I mumbled, unhappily, before giving in. I shifted closer to his chest, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Comfy?" He chuckled, and I nodded. I breathed in the scent of his shirt, closing my eyes. I don't know what I'd do without him.

Kate's POV

I watched the dancers from inside my office. The routines were almost flawless. I think we have a good chance of winning Internationals. Maybe we won't even need our tiebreaker duet. Speaking of them, it would be nice if they show up at least for 5 minutes to practice their duet. I heard about what's happened recently, with the babies and all, and I realize that half of them missing dance was probably appointments. I guess I'm not angry they're missing dance today, maybe a little mad because we need to rehearse so that everything's 200% ready, but its okay. They lost 2 babies and still came to dance, pretty much everyday. They can have this day off. What I don't understand though, is how Riley kept 2 pregnancies a secret. She's so small, how did no one notice a 20 week bump? I shook my head, I should get back to work, instead of thinking about Jiley. After all, this paperwork isn't going to fill out itself.