Sua Farfalla

Clever girl

Alonzo's POV:

While waiting for the plane to land, I kept going over the list of girls my private investigator had given me the night before.

He had said no 'Jenna Somers' was currently living in California, but had given me a page filled with different 'Jennas' for me to go over and see if one of them was my farfalla.

Her not going by her original name anymore didn't shock me at all, in fact, it made me proud, cause it meant she was cautious enough to change her surname just in case.

What did surprise me though, was the amount of girls named Jenna in California. It's as if someone was messing with me, making me go over an endless sea of women to find the drop I wanna taste.

-Jenna Mantial... no. 

-Jenna V. Pandel... no. 

-Jenna Morrison... no. 

-Jenna Falmen... no. 

-Jenna Ta- bingo!

'Clever girl', I thought to myself while smiling brightly. 'Very, very clever girl'.

Quickly dialing one of my men's numbers, I brought the phone to my ear and heard it beep once before he picked up.

"Jonathan, go check if the girl under the name 'Jenna Tattaglia' matches the description I gave you" I said with a smile before hanging up the phone after muttering a thanks.

I can't believe she took my surname. 

It kind of makes me feel proud to be wearing the same identity as her.

As I was descending the stairs from my plane, I felt my phone vibrating on my back pocket.

Accepting the call, I soon realized it was Jonathan who called.

"Sir, the girl matches the description. I think we found her".

My heart was collapsing from the amount of happiness I was feeling. 

Not one single thing would be able to burst my bubble now.

"There's one more thing sir. She had a baby with her, she said it wasn't her own, but still seemed pretty attached to it. Thought you should know".

After saying our goodbyes and thanking him again, I got into my car and signaled my driver to take me to my penthouse.

My mind was running wild trying to figure out where that baby could have come from, but then again, it could just be a baby she's babysitting, period.

Still, I was very much sure of one thing. 

I don't care if it is hers, someone else's or even stolen. If they come as a set, I'd be more than willing to take them both.

I don't care how, but I'll have her in my life, baby or not.

I'm coming farfalla, and there are no handcuffs on me now...

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Austin's POV:

Alright, so I didn't really go out on a date, but more like a hookup thing.

As right as Jenna was on the whole 'me not having gone out in a while', I was actually more concerned about the 'me not having gotten laid in a while".

Heading to her apartment, I couldn't help but feel the satisfaction running through my veins, a huge weight finally lifting off of my shoulders after sleeping with the girl I met with.

Well, actually, girls...

The thing was, I was getting it on with a girl when her roommate showed up, and who am I to say no to such a proposition...?

Anyways, it had been three hours since I'd left Jenna and my baby boy alone, and my mind started going over all sorts of different scenarios.

'Did she feed him? Is he alright? Does he miss me? Did she f**k him up already?'

Hopping on the stairs like a bunny, I reached her door knocking on it softly in case the baby was asleep, but after no one answered, my worries got the best of me and I opened the door myself.

As I approached the living room, I could hear a gentle voice talking, mixed with the dialogues of a movie on the television.

Standing by the doorway, I quickly covered my mouth with both my hands to prevent the laughter from coming out at the scene displayed in front of me.

There she was, sitting criss-cross applesauce in front of the tv with a jar of Nutella on her left hand while her right hand, which was holding a spoon, pointed towards Regina George's face.

"Now listen, we've already stated she's the b***h in this movie, but later on her attitude is gonna rub on Cady too, so don't let her 'new girl' innocence fool you".

Her face was dead serious while looking at the infant on the couch, who to my surprise was actually looking at her, as if she was telling him an important life lesson.

Not noticing my presence yet, she pressed play on the remote and watched the characters intently, bringing a full spoon of Nutella to her mouth.

"See!" She commented after the scene where Cady ditched her friends for popularity. "Lil b***h is behaving like Regina now. She's such a plastic", she said mumbling the last part with distaste laced with her words.

One could have thought I'd interrupt or something, but I like this movie so much I simply decided to join. 

Walking towards the kitchen, I opened the fridge and searched for the treasure I know my sister hides somewhere in here.

Finally finding the whipped cream, I make my way towards the living room and sit on the couch, placing Benji on my lap making him smile widely at me.

Pouring some cream on my mouth, I catch Jenna's attention with the noise I made, gaining a knowing grin from her.

"So... who did it go?", she asked.

"Great actually", I said, remembering the girls and their amazing moves. 

I then patted the spot next to me, making her stand and lie by my side, her head resting on my chest.

Bringing an arm over her shoulder and bringing her closer to Benji and I, I put my feet on the coffee table in front of me and make myself comfortable.

Looking down, I saw the two people I loved and I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. 

Something about being able to hold them both in my arms made my heart feel so at ease and complete.

"Jenna", I softly called.

She then mumbled a little "hm" in return, signaling she was listening.

"No matter how good tonight was, nothing will ever beat this, you know?" I said referring to us three being together.

Turning her face so that she was looking at me too, she gave me a love-full smile and a soft kiss on the nose, opening her mouth so that I'd put whipped cream in it.

Doing so, I chuckle and direct my attention back to the movie, enjoying The statement Karen Smith gave on her belief that her boobs predicted the weather.

'Yup, this is what happiness feels like'.