"Congratulations Ms. Fields, you are having two baby girls!" the doctor exclaimed excitedly.

I turned my head and caught sight of the sonogram. My heart melted. As frustrating as this whole pregnancy was, looking at my two baby girls was just…unexplainably exciting. They were my daughters. I already knew I loved them so much.

"Bridge, they're beautiful already!" Courtney gushed.

I got myself cleaned up and returned to the room I had been in with the doctor beforehand. He smiled as he handed me a picture of the sonogram. I put it inside of my wallet, just like any other stereotypical expectant mother.

"Now, make sure you keep up the weight gain progress. You're doing pretty well, so keep it up! Also, don't forget to keep taking the prenatal vitamins I've given you and keep up a healthy diet. I'll see you again in two weeks, Ms. Fields!"

The doctor and I shook hands. I knew by now that I should be expecting the weight gain, but it was still a bummer. By now, I could barely fit into my super stretchy sweatpants.

"Come on Bridge! Let's head to school!"

Once we left the doctor's office, Courtney let out her barely-contained excitement.

"Bridgette! You're having baby girls! That's so exciting! I'm going to go ahead and start making lists of things to buy for you to use. Do you know any names so far?"

I climbed into the car and laughed. "Am I supposed to come up with one right now?"

Courtney started the engine and backed out. "Oh not at all. But you should definitely think about it. Surely you've given it some thought?"

I twiddled my thumbs. "I know that I want Geoff to be able to name one of them. But that still leaves me a name to come up with."

"Are they taking Geoff's last name?"

I felt a twinge of guilt hearing Geoff's name after what had happened last night. I had been trying so hard to convince myself that the kiss wasn't enjoyable and that it meant nothing. I loved Geoff. Not Trent.

"I don't know. Maybe they'll take mine! There's no need to stick with tradition, considering these kids aren't being born into any sort of traditional family…"

"How about you hyphenate? Hyphenated names always sound so sophisticated."

"Fields-Rupert? Not exactly all that sophisticated." I snorted in laughter.

"I like the idea of a hyphenated name personally. It attaches both of the parents to the children without necessarily attaching the parents to each other."

I laughed nervously. Did she happen to catch on to what had happened? Did she see what happened? Oh god. If Courtney and Zooey found out…there would be big trouble.

"W-why would you suggest Geoff and I not attaching to each other? That's crazy! I love Geoff! I promise! Really!"

"Relax, Bridge! I wasn't trying to make it sound like you guys wouldn't stay together. It's just something I would do, that's all!"

I sighed, somewhat in relief. Hopefully she hadn't caught on.

xxxxx

My mind had been constantly switching between baby names and The Kiss throughout the whole school day. Well, okay, the only time that baby names had crossed my mind was after I had sent a picture message of the sonogram to Geoff, telling him that they were girls and to start thinking of names. I really didn't know what to name my girl. I knew it was supposed to be something deep and meaningful, but I couldn't think of anything. But that was okay. I had another two trimesters to go.

But The Kiss…wow. I had felt a spark that I had never felt before, not even with Geoff. I convinced myself that it was just lust. I just found Trent to be attractive and enjoyed the kiss, but that didn't mean I loved him like I loved Geoff. Not even liked him.

I dreaded lunch the most. I knew for a fact I would be seeing Trent, unless he decided to chicken out of sitting with us. But even if he had, Courtney and Zooey would know something was up.

When I arrived at the lunchroom, Trent was the only one sitting at the table, silently biting into his sandwich. He turned and locked eyes with me before motioning for me to join him.

"Listen, Bridge. I think we need to talk. About last night…" Trent started. I nodded profusely.

"Oh yeah definitely. I…I don't know what I was thinking…I was just…" I interjected.

"I was caught up in the moment," Trent continued. "My emotions were very overwhelmed."

"Yeah. Me too. I was just frustrated with Geoff. But that kiss didn't change that. I just…"

"Yeah…"

We stayed silent for several seconds, making awkward eye contact.

"We're still friends, right? Can we put this behind us?" Trent asked.

I sighed in relief. "Yes. We're just friends. That kiss is totally behind us."

Courtney and Zooey arrived soon afterwards, and things seemingly went back to normal. The Kiss was officially behind us.

xxxxx

Geoff called me soon after I had gotten home from school that day. I was glad; I told myself that hearing his voice would make me forget all about Trent.

"Babe! I got your picture! I'm so stoked! We're having two little dudettes!" Geoff shouted in excitement.

"I know babe, I know! Have you been thinking about baby names? Remember: you get to name one and I get to name one. So you better getting thinking if you haven't already!" I joked.

Geoff's voice got more serious. "I had been thinking about it for a while, actually. There are two names that I really like so far. Ava Grace and Emily Hope. I also like the name Peyton and the name Michelle, but I don't know any good middle names that go with them. Peyton Michelle maybe?"

"Well, we don't have to decide any time soon, that's for sure. But I'm glad you've thought of some! I'm completely stuck. I might steal one of yours if you're desperate."

"Babe, I'm really excited. And I can't wait to see you and the girls in person in a couple of weeks! I love you babe!"

"I love you too, Geoff." Click.

xxxxx

"Don't be so nervous, Bridge! Everything is going to be okay. They were nice enough to offer you the job in the first place. They're going to be perfectly lenient with you, I swear."

I started to breathe heavily from nerves as Courtney drove me to the mall to start my first shift at Maternity World. I didn't know what to expect whatsoever. I had never had any sort of job before in my life. Now, my two daughters depended on it.

"What if I screw something up and get fired the first day?"

"They aren't going to do that, Bridge!"

Courtney pulled up in the back parking lot, near the employee entrance for Maternity World. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car.

"I can do this. I have to do this. For my daughters." It still felt weird to say daughters. It was one thing that I was pregnant with a baby, but now I had daughters.

As I entered, the manager, whose name I'd learned was Andrea, was waiting patiently, smiling.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Bridgette! We're glad to have you here today!"

"Glad to be here…" I muttered nervously in response.

Andrea guided me out of the break room and to cash register near the front of the store, smiling. "Since you'll be primarily working the sales floor, I'm going to have Maya help you learn your way around the store. We aren't expecting too big of a sales rush today, so hopefully you'll get a chance to learn how things work around here. I'm usually in the back doing paperwork and ordering stock, so you might not see me too much. But if you guys need anything, don't be afraid to buzz me out!"

I turned to face a rather tall woman who looked to be somewhere in her fifties. Her clothes were brightly colored, to the point that they nearly clashed. Her makeup only consisted of a bright red lipstick, which clashed too perfectly with her dark complexion. The top of her head was covered with a large purple bandana. She looked like quite the, well, character.

"Maya, this is Bridgette!" Andrea excitedly announced.

Maya grinned and pulled me into a small embrace. "I am so pleased to meet you, girl! You're going to love working with us here! I know it!"

I smiled awkwardly. I wasn't expecting her to be so, uh, forward.

"I'm sure I will. I'm definitely looking forward to it!" I faked enthusiasm as best as I could.

She caught sight of my baby bump and smiled. "You're expecting, right? Andrea had mentioned it earlier."

I blushed. I was kind of scared of the judgment I would get from my coworkers, even if I was working in a maternity store.

"Yeah. I'm twelve weeks along. I'm going to try my best to hide it, though. I know it's kind of an embarrassment," I muttered in reply.

Maya chuckled and set her hand on my shoulder. "Sweetie, there is nothing to be ashamed of! A baby is a blessing no matter what the circumstances! It's not age that matters, it's the way you raise 'em."

I smiled awkwardly. "Erm. Thanks."

In the three hours I was there, I felt as if I'd had a lot of information jammed down my throat. I had to learn where everything in the store was located, how to work the register, how to approach customers, emergency procedures, cleaning basics, and so on. I'd managed to learn quite a bit about Maya as well, since she talked a mile a minute. She was fifty-five with two kids in their thirties (she'd had her first born at nineteen, so she could almost sympathize with my situation). She had worked at a Dillard's for fifteen years, serving five of those years as assistant manager, before she got fed up with rude customers (or rather, as she put it, "men who were pigs"). She decided to get a job working here at Maternity World instead. I told her a little about myself, too. I told her about Geoff and that I was living with the Gibbs family, and that I wanted to work at Maternity World to save money for the twins.

Courtney grinned and waved at me as I approached the car after my shift. She squealed as I got in.

"How was your first day of work Bridge? I can't wait to hear all about it!"

xxxxx

Friday night had called for yet another small get together with the Baby Patrol, though a minor one, since I'd had work in the morning. It was almost sort of funny how often the four of us started hanging out since the beginning of the school year.

Courtney, Zooey, and I enjoyed a small amount of Girl Time since Trent would be running late. We pulled out the face masks and nail polish and started chattering.

"Do you think Trent likes me?" Zooey asked while painting her big toe. "I mean, I know he likes me as a friend and stuff. But is there a chance he would like me more?"

Not a chance I thought to myself. I felt a little twinge of jealously when she had mentioned him, but I brushed it aside.

"I don't know. I could definitely see it happening!" Courtney gushed, blowing gently onto her left hand. I was almost taken aback. Courtney was usually pretty straight up with how she felt about things. She would never downright lie to Zooey about something like that.

Unless she was being honest. Then that would've made me feel ten times worse.

I stayed silent as their conversation continued.

"I think I might ask him to dinner tomorrow night. You know, nothing big. Just something casual. Just as friends. Maybe if we have some alone time and get to know each other better, something could happen."

"You might have an advantage, considering he just broke up with Gwen. You can catch him on the rebound!" Courtney giggled and winked.

"I just…he's a really great guy. I think things could really go well for the two of us. He's a guy I could see myself with for a really long time!"

Zooey turned her attention to me as I casually filed my nails, looking to the floor. I knew I needed to encourage her to go out with Trent. I needed to get my mind away from him.

"I think you should go for it, Zooey. You two would be good for each other!" I did my best to fake enthusiasm.

You don't like him. Zooey likes him. You like Geoff. You love Geoff.

"How about this? When Trent gets here, I'll mention doing dinner tomorrow night with the four of us. But then you two say that you can't make it, so it's just Trent and I. That way I don't have to target him full-on at first. Then we have one-on-one time!"

Courtney smiled. "I'm in. Are you, Bridge?"

I nodded, forcing a huge, cheesy smile.

The doorbell rang.

I noticed the wet nail polish on both Zooey and Courtney and hopped up. "Hey, that must be Trent. I'll go get him!"

I dashed down the stairs with some sort of weird enthusiasm. I didn't even want to see him. In fact, I really didn't want to. But somehow, I still really did.

I opened the front door and Trent stepped inside, grinning casually.

"Hey Bridge! Where are Courtney and Zooey?"

I felt my breaths getting shorter.

You don't like him. You don't like him.

"They're upstairs painting their nails."

Trent snickered. God his laugh.

I mentally slapped myself. You. Love. Geoff!

"There's something that I really want to get off my chest before we head upstairs…" Trent murmured quietly.

My heart started pounding profusely. Oh God.

"I know it was supposed to mean nothing…but I really enjoyed that kiss," Trent whispered.

"Trent…" I was practically trembling.

We shared another kiss, this one being much shorter and much less passionate. Still, I felt crazy tingles.

"Trent. I enjoyed it too. But we really need to double check ourselves. I have a boyfriend and you just broke up with your girlfriend. We need to remember that we're just friends, right?"

Trent nodded. "You're so right. I don't even know where those kisses keep coming from, anyways."

I sighed. "Me either."

Silence filled the room, as Trent and I looked away in opposite directions.

"Plus, Zooey really likes you. I can't just go and kiss the guy she likes!" I mentioned.

"Right. Zooey. I think she's pretty cute. I think I'm going to give her a chance."

We both smiled and nodded at each other.

"Because we're just friends, right?" he asked.

"Definitely."

The two of us headed back for Courtney's room, pretending as if the tension had actually disappeared.

"So, twin girls! Are you excited?"

I nodded and pulled my wallet from my pocket, showing him the sonogram. The sonogram that affirmed my life, and my love, for Geoff, not him. I needed a reality check. Geoff and I were having these baby girls. Mommy and Daddy. Bridgette and Geoff.

Right?