Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Cremesi

•Arabella DiStefano•

Okay, I know what you're wondering. Who is the father of the baby? Well, obviously my husband because the threesome happened the first night of Napoleon's first birthday trip; he and his cousins were asleep and the three adults got really drunk (Allegra didn't come because she had finals but encouraged Mariano to tag along even though he was really hesitant about it. Besides I was on the pill back then).

Anyway, it's been three days since I found out but I still haven't figured out how to tell my husband about it although I know he will be really excited. Maybe I should keep my organization a secret until the baby is born because he'll make me shut it down.

Today is visitation day for Allegra so we are meeting under the Eiffel Tower, we will take the children out for lunch and then to a park.

"Slow down, cowgirl," Apollo said as he watched me chug down a glass of water "I like it when you swallow but don't choke," I put down the glass and he was smirking "although I do love a good choking."

"Your son is sitting on your lap, be appropriate," I crossed my arms.

"I taught him a new word when you were in the shower," he said and then whispered something into Napoleon's ear.

"Boner!" My child exclaimed.

"He's gonna get expelled from every school," I crossed my arms looking into my husband's eyes "teach him the alphabet or something child-like."

"I'm teaching him how to get ladies or gentlemen," he scoffed.

"You're unbelievable," I looked to my right hearing tiny footsteps; Viola wearing white tights and a white turtleneck sweater underneath a black velvet overall dress "hello, Vivi," I approached the baby and squatted down thinking about the baby growing in my womb "you look formidable," the baby girl giggled as she opened her arms for me. I picked her up and rested her on my hip.

"Princess, at what time will you be back?" Apollo asked.

I turned around "Before 5, why?"

"I just want to know," he smiled softly looking at me "I can't wait to have a girl."

"Me neither," I gazed at Viola who was playing with my hair.

Mariano came into the kitchen with Serafina and Abra after five minutes. The other twin was wearing the same outfit but the colors were in reverse because he is still scared of not being able to tell them apart.

"Guys," I cleared my throat "I want to make dinner for all of you tonight; what would you like?"

"Why Princess?" Apollo raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged "I'm just feeling like cooking."

"What about hamburgers?" Abra suggested.

Mariano nodded "Alas, something normal."

I chuckled gazing at my husband "What do you think, baby?"

"Whatever you want to make for me, princess. Everything you make is delicious," he gazed down at Napoleon "that's what the girls will think of you. My son will be so ripped," Apollo gazed at me with a smirk.

"You're so random," I giggled "anyway, we have to go now."

We placed the babies where they go; Serafina and Viola in a double stroller and Napoleon in his single stroller. Since Mariano is not coming, Salma is the one who helps me with the twins' stroller.

Today I'm wearing black sheer stockings under a red knitted dress and my new favorite Louboutin boots with spikes.