"I've had time to deal with this so it's no wonder I'm calm." She says. Bianca sighs while listening to him. He was right, they were just together for sex, nothing more so he wouldn't know her at all. She hated to admit that but it cut her a little. He really had no concern for her but why should he? As he went on talking, Bianca lifted her head to look at him. "It's not money I'm after for the last time. We don't need your money. Just stop, stop offering to pay us. I am not poor and neither is he." She frowned, her pride settling in. She was as stubborn as she was fierce. Moretti family members did not accept handouts and she was the worst of them all. She practically refused to have help during her pregnancy. She just hated feeling helpless.

"Well if she leaves, I'm sorry. We don't want to be the cause of it." She looked back down trying to process this Stinson. He was rude, boastful, why didn't she see all of that before? Maybe she saw what she wanted to see after her breakup. Once he refers to the pictures, she nods, a small smile appearing. "Yeah. I just hope his actions and personality differ from his father's." She looks at him the closes her walket. "You can have those if you want, although you might wanna cut off my head in that one where he was born." She figured since she didn't matter, he didn't need a picture of her anywhere, just Luca. "I made copies anyway soo they're all yours."

Bianca listened to him as he responded to her critique of him. She just nodded and didn't say anything. He was just lashing out because he was probably nervous and scared. She couldn't help him though. Bianca was terrified once she found out she was pregnant. She remembered that day very well because she had a show that same night. She was forced to react quickly and then put on a smile for thousands of people when inside she was a wreck. "Fine." She gave in and agreed to let him pay. She didn't like it but since it was for Luca's future, she knew it was the best decision.

"Well....sorry." That was all she managed to say. "I guess I should have kept this from you so I didn't ruin your perfect life. Excuse me for being such an inconvenience." She was really starting to feel more and more annoyed at him. Was he really blaming her with him? She knew he was seeing Chantal when they were together it was not her fault he was cheating. She just kept her mouth closed about it. "I'll send pictures okay? You live here, I live somewhere else. Co-parenting isn't exactly an option right now. I think you have your hands full anyway." She looked at a picture of Stinson with Jackson. "He's really beautiful." She sighed. "Yeah....I'd rather he not grow up to be a lying, cheating man." Bianca crossed her legs and glared at him.

Bianca nodded. "Just put it in his account. I'll work all that out soon." She rubs her arms not wanting to argue with him anymore. She felt it was all redundant and she's be repeating herself. All he saw was her sitting there dropping a bombshell on him and his life was over. She didn't really know what else could be said. Now it was becoming a war of words between the two just out of anger and spite. He was wrong. She didn't regret having a child with him. She didn't hate him at all, like he said, they didn't know each other. She just felt alone all the time and wanted someone to share her happiness with but that was a memory. She knew she'd most likely be alone for a while and she accepted that fact.

"Yes, I am telling you that. I didn't find out until after but it really doesn't matter. You don't owe me anything, not an apology or an explanation. I'm fine without it." Bianca feared this. What if he tried to take him from her if she said no? She did not know him well enough to just send them off on their way. "I don't know when you can visit him. I'm recording now and I'm not home as much. Forgive me if I don't entirely just want to ship him off to you like that. We'll just have to figure out a time that's good for both of us to meet." She tried to ignore his remark which basically sounded like he called her a slut. She pretended like the comment didn't hurt her but she refused to show any hurt or weakness to him intentionally. "Hopefully he doesn't." She said quietly. "I should probably go now or something. I don't like being anywhere I'm not welcomed." She sighed and stood up.

She rubbed her head. "I keep thinking maybe all of this would have been easier if you just would've checked your texts or email's. Maybe...it would've been less awkward and less arguing. Maybe not, I don't know. I just really don't want to do this. I have sat down and thought about this situation and scenario at least a hundred times. Half of me thought 'Oh he won't care.' And then the other half of me thought..'He'll care.' But I knew it wouldn't be easy at all because we have two different lives." Bianca sighs, not sure what she's even rambling about. "I'm not trying to be difficult." She looked down. "I know I'm not the ideal person you wanted to have a family with but it happened and we just have to get over it for the sake of our son."

When he continues to say she shared part of the blame, she just nodded. "Okay, fine we're both guilty then, whatever. It doesn't matter. I'm not saying it is more important than him but for the past few months, it's been a crucial part for me to plan to keep food on the table, food in his mouth, clothes on his back and an apartment to live in. I don't exactly just have tons of money stashed away. When I'm not taking care of him, I have to take care of the rest of my family so it's been hard. I'm trying to get money some way and putting out music is the only way I know how so yes, I have to record. That money you want to give him will help with his education and everything but right now, he's living from my money, and I can honestly say he's been fine without knowing his father and he'll probably continue to be fine but I'd like you two to form some kind of relationship. I don't want to take that away from you. You can see him whenever you want." She then frowned at him. "And don't tell me to fucking grow up. I grew up the minute I was in labor with him for 18 hours. I grew up a hell of a lot since the last time you saw me. I told you, I came here to tell you because you deserved to know. I assumed you'd pay me off to make this go away or something so I didn't expect the offer to actually be a father to him."

"Well there you go. I wasn't familiar with that then but now I'm practically able to teach a class in it now. Funny how I seem to attract them." She noticed how his facial expression changed when she called them a family. Maybe that was the wrong route to go down but it was true, they were a family by blood but not the ideal family she'd always dreamed of having one day. This was the best she figured she'd ever have. "I get it. We're two people that share blood with someone. I won't try to glorify it in any other way..We just need to do this and get over it." Bianca walked back over to the couch, with her arms folded. She seemed more calm now, not as ready to cut his head off as opposed to a few minutes ago. She figured, arguing would get them no where and he'd just blame her and say she was trying to keep them apart, which wasn't the case. She was just afraid and didn't know anything about this man. How could she just suddenly hand over their son just because he was biologically his father?

"Then fly to Ohio or whatever if that's what you want." Bianca paused before answering his question. The way he worded sounded kind of cruel. "After a year of not having one there....I managed. I would have just did what I do best and got on with life. I wouldn't have had time to just wait for you, life goes on. True, it would be easier but I knew from the start that none of this would be easy." Bianca nods. "I agree, no one does but it happens and some children get on just fine." When he gets angry about her assumption she sighed. "That's my damn point, I don't know you. I don't know what you're like, I don't know what you'll do, I do not fucking know you from the homeless man down the street. All I know is that I traveled here to tell you this and I'm standing in your home, feeling very well out of my comfort zone by being here because I know, and you know, that I'm not welcomed here and I've probably just destroyed a family because I thought you should know. Call me stupid, call me whatever you want. I did what I thought was best. That's all I ever did. I slept with you because I wanted to and I felt something that, you know, wasn't returned to me but I don't care about that now." She felt herself about to lose it and she tried her best to stop it from happening but it did. A tear fell from her eye and she quickly tried to wipe it away. "I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, I don't know anything anymore. All I know is that I have a son with you and if you wanna be apart of his life then great and if you didn't, I'd be okay with that. I just- damn it." She covered her face and turned around. She didn't know why she was getting so emotional over this. Maybe the whole time she had been lying to herself. "I'm trying to be a good mother but it gets hard some days and I don't know what to do." She sniffled and then looked back at him. "I shouldn't be here. Chantal is gonna murder me, I should go."

Bianca tried to stop herself from crying. She hated crying in front of anyone, let alone a guy. She looked up at him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go all dramatic there." She looks at the photo. "Yeah...he does. I just thought he was a genuinely happy baby." She laughs a little then sniffles, wiping her eyes again. "I want this to work. This whole...co-parenting thing. Look, I don't hate you. I've never hated you at all. How could I when you gave me such an amazing gift? I guess part of me was living back in my teen years. I thought all this would turn out to be the start of something between us but I know that's just stupid. It was a fairy tale and I don't believe in those at all." She sighs, finally feeling emotionally stable now. "I meant that the feelings weren't returned. I guess it's true, girls get attached too fast and guys just don't care. I guess I felt like it would be something more but I shouldn't have. But now I know better and I'm fine with all of that. If I'm being really honest here, I thought maybe...somewhere deep down inside of me, me coming here would ignite something. I know that's selfish and rude of me considering your family here but it was just a thought and then when I looked around, I realize I was stupid. That surely wouldn't happen because, I mean who'd wanna leave all of this for me? Not saying I'm not a catch, I am but even I wouldn't leave my family for me. I'm not that stupid." She tries to make light of the situation.

"Fine, I don't mind staying a little bit longer. But if she surprises you and comes back early, you've got nobody to blame but yourself buddy." She stares at him in his eyes. Something clicked in Bianca at that moment. She hadn't looked him in the eyes the whole time she was there, really looked him in the eyes. She just kept remembering when they first met and they stared at each other the same way. She looked away, knowing she was just being silly again. "What else do we need to talk about?"

"I didn't know what I really wanted at first to be honest, Stinson. I thought when I saw you, I would hate you but...I don't." She looks at him. "I'm sure that Chantal will forgive you. She'll be pissed but I'm sure once she gets over it, she'll realize you're more important to her than she thinks." Bianca listened to him and agreed. She thought their nights together were just sex too at first but then she started to feel more than that from him. She didn't say it because she knew her place back then. She was just the girl he was meeting up with at expensive hotels and the girl he'd leave there come morning time. They weren't together, they just had sex. Normally, any girl would probably enjoy that but Bianca had just been the one who fell for him when it happened. She tried to ignore it but she couldn't. After she got pregnant, it made her think about him more and more. That's why she sent the texts and email's, she wanted to see him again but when he never replied, she took that as a sign that she really was just a quickie for him the whole time. "No, you didn't lead me on. It was my fault. I did want that. It's fine, don't apologize. You're not, I was just too attached, that's all. You know how teenagers can be sometimes, silly."

"Yeah...I knew about her. That's what I meant about being selfish. I was supposed to just be here for Luca..not my own personal gain. But don't worry, I'm not going to try to persuade you or anything. Thanks, but my track record would say other wise. Anyway, I thought after you ignored me that I should just come here for Luca and nothing more. I also didn't want to cause a scene. I wanted to do it as quickly as possible then leave. I felt like I was invading your space here so I didn't want to just lay all that on you."

Bianca feels a little sorry for him. He was probably right, she probably would leave him and then he'd have two sons to try and look after. After she looks away from staring at him, she shrugs. "I mean, it's up to you. It's your life, your privacy if you want it. I'm pretty much prepared for any rude comments headed my way and I'm sure someone will see us all together eventually. But if you don't want the public to know, I won't say anything. I wasn't really planning to anyway. I'm not a media junkie." She thinks for a minute. "Whenever you want...I guess."

"I know of her. I did research on you guys...just to be safe. I didn't want to walk in here without knowing something about you two." Bianca stared at him, wondering if she was really going to be that stubborn as to leave him. "I don't know...maybe I'm just not like her. If you've changed then you've changed. It's not like it happened recently...and besides, I mean...if you wanted, you could always keep it from her. I'm not saying I suggest that but it's a choice. It's not like I'm going to be speaking or having a girl's night out with her in this lifetime." She wished she hadn't said anything. She didn't want him to feel guilty or anything. "It doesn't matter Stinson...really. Stop, please. Don't say you're sorry. I'm a big girl, I can handle myself. It was what it was. I don't want your sympathy. If you play with fire you get burned right? I just got a massive 3td degree burn." She laughed a little, being able to joke about it. She felt like he was starting to realize how she felt after all of these years which she thought came a little late. Maybe he had changed and felt something now but she didn't want him to feel sorry for her or anything.

Bianca nods at him, accepting the fact that she had done the right thing despite what her mind told her earlier. Luca was getting the chance to have some sort of connection with his father now, thanks to her. She realized had she not said anything, there was no way Stinson would have reached out since he didn't even know. "I didn't mean that that was my intentions, I meant I didn't want you to think that's what I was doing, using him as an excuse to try to get with you." She shook her head quickly. "I wasn't doing that. I would never." She smiles at him. "I have respect for you since you didn't try to run away...but I would have understood if you wanted to. I wouldn't hold that against you. It's a scary thing, finding out you're responsible for another life."

She was practically a newbie to press, she didn't get much and she was glad. No one was really chasing after her with cameras or invading her privacy but she couldn't help feel if this got out that all of that would change. She knew people would start to suspect things and try to follow her and see Luca. She wasn't an idiot, she read magazines sometimes and gossip columns. She had no intentions of ending up on the next one. "I've got no problem with judgement. Being Italian comes with a judgement on it's own." She chuckled then pushed her hair back behind her ear and looked at him. "Really? Well...I mean he's ready whenever you are..I'm sure he'd love to meet you too. He'll be shy at first but he'll warm up to you. I think it'll be a good experience for both of you." She continued to gaze into his eyes as her words trailed off. Why was he staring at her like that? More importantly, why couldn't she take her eyes off of him?

Bianca sighs. "I guess so." She watches him as he gets another drink. "I don't think it's you, I think it's....guys like you. Or guys who are like how you used to be...sometimes it just hurts you know? Guys see one thing and girls see something totally different. Any girl can say 'Okay, let's screw around and no strings attached' but I guarantee you, she'll start feeling something." She shakes her head. "I don't believe you're a bad guy. I just think you made a few bad choices like we all have in our past..I'm sure everything will work out, somehow. You should think positive." She shrugged a little, knowing it wouldn't be that simple but she couldn't tell him he was screwed even though she knew he was.

"I don't think I would have tried to find you if you ran away.." She laughed a little. "I think I would've gotten the hint then. I think kids make a lot of us grow up." She smiles slowly. "Thanks. There's one thing you know about me, I'm not that much of a bitch. I wish I could live in my pajamas all day. I'm kinda too busy with life." She smirked. She could tell that he was really excited about meeting Luca and getting the chance to be a father all over again. She thought about how easy it was since he didn't know any better yet. All he knew was Bianca and the rest of his family really but he was friendly so he would be easy to win over. She had to admit, she was anxious to see how their meeting would turn out as well.


"Do you really have that sort of power? That seems a little....big." She was amazed that he could settle something like that so simple. She wasn't aware at what type of power he had at all. She wasn't even really sure of what he did actually, that was kind of embarrassing to her. "I never thought I'd be happy at someone buying off the press. I might wanna be careful around you then, since you have this sort of power." Bianca laughed. "Yeah, mafia and mobs and they think we're all like Jersey Shore or something." She shakes her head. "He won't reject you, he just won't know you, that's all. Just bribe him with a cookie and you're pretty much good." She chuckles before he comments on her eyes. "Yeah...yours too. I mean, I forgot your eyes were so blue." She softly chuckled.

"He loves cookies." She smiled. "But if you give him too many, he'll start thinking he'll keep getting them then he'll get grumpy when he doesn't get them." Bianca decided to stand up, tired of sitting on the couch now. "Don't worry, he'll like you. I thought he'd hate me after he was born but I think he's pretty fond of me." She jokes then decides to stop attempting to flirt with him and looks around. "So...seriously, who decorated this place? This is....worse than my apartment." She laughed a little. "Something tells me it was definitely a man." Once she found herself sneaking glances at him, she realized that she was in the danger zone. She was attracted to him and he was there. She couldn't stop staring at him and thinking about their previous encounters, all of which were a bad sign of her still having feelings for him, something she was afraid of. She tried to shake the feeling but it wouldn't go away. Something told her that he sort of felt the same way but she wasn't going to embarrass herself and confront him aloud, risking the possibility of her being wrong.

"Anything else you wanna know about him?" She ended up saying after a few minutes of silence, trying to focus on something else.