The Next Step: Jiley later on

Chapter 9 On Our Way

James POV

I walk into my house and find Riley sitting on the couch crying, "Riley?" She looked up and came over to me.

I thought she was going to say get out or something like that. Instead, she came over and cried in my shirt. "I am so very sorry.." she said.  "I didn't mean any of those things and I don't hate you or want to get a divorce." She told me sobbing.

"Oh sweetheart, I am so sorry too. I didn't mean any of the thing I said either. You are an amazing wife and you will be an amazing mother to our children." I say. She looked up at me and she said. "After Internationals I promise to put you and our baby first and not spend so much time at the studio." She said. "I love you so much Riley, but sweetie stop crying because it's not good for the baby." She nodded and I carried her over to the couch and held her. We both fell asleep in each others arms on the couch.

I woke up the next morning and thought that was all a dream because Riley isn't in my arms.  But I saw Riley coming down the stairs. "Hey." she said. "Hey." I said still sleepy. She came over and sat down by me. "I meant what I said yesterday and I never ever want to fight like we did." I said. "Me too." I kissed her on her lips. It had been forever since I did that.

She smiled, "James I have to go to the studio to get everything ready for Internationals." She says. "Why? I just want to spend time with you today." I complain. "I know me
too but we are leaving tomorrow at 7:30 am and I still
haven't had a chance to pack or get all of the hotel information and I need to call the car rental company and..." I
Interrupt her by kissing her. She becomes quiet.

"Ok go, but be back soon. Love you." I say. She smiles, "I love you too." She gets up and I hear the front door close. I sighed wanting to have my wife all to myself.

I really hope once Internationals is over she will really put aside the studio because the competitive dance season will be over till next year.

The dancers are already starting school in two weeks. I thought to myself.  I went upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed my suitcase and started packing some clothes. It took a long time trying to decide what to bring but I figured it out eventually.

I was grabbing my toothbrush and stuff like that when I saw Riley enter our room.
"Hey, You've  started packing on your own for once." She teased. "Ha. Ha. Very funny." I grabbed a t-shirt and threw it at her. We continued packing and playing around till we were  done and our suitcases were finally under the weight  limit.

Riley's POV

I got my carry on ready and my navy striped shoulder bag with all of the information for the Hotel, Car rental, Permission slips, etc. I also packed my laptop. I gave James a copy of all of the stuff I was bring for the team and Passports. We will find out who is flying with who tomorrow. With our suitcases in the car and our alarm set for 4:30am, We were finally in bed.

James wanted to play tickle fight but I told I was tired and I wanted to go to bed. He obeyed and fell asleep as well.

*beep* *beep* *beep*  "Uh James! Shut it off. It's too early." I whine. "Babe time to go."
"Ugh.." I pulled my covers off my head and stared at James abs, which distracted me. "Riley? Babe?" he asks. "What?" I answer.  "I know what your thinking but we can't, We have to get up because we're going to Internationals baby!" He said in his charming excited voice. That made me laugh. I threw a pillow at him,
"I wasn't think about that!" "Sure, sorry that I assumed that." he said teasing. "Shut up and put a shirt on!" I handed him his shirt and I made our bed and got ready.