The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

Aiden showed me to the shower while he clutched Ashton’s hand so he would follow us.

“I don’t have feminine products, but I can get someone to

send-

I turned around to see Aiden blabbering, a faint flush crawling on his cheeks and settling there.

I shook my head no, smiling. “No, that’s fine. I’ll be quick.

I said and crouched down to level with Ashton who was fascinated by the fancy kn*bs on the bathroom cabinets.

“Hey bug, you be good for daddy while mommy has her shower okay?” I asked, pinching the front of his shirt.

Ashton didn’t look the least bit interested in listening to what I had to say. He was too preoccupied with trying to pull the draws open.

I giggle and raise my eyes to meet Aiden’s who’s staring at me with an emotion that has my gut twisting.

“Be careful with this little one, he’s a destroyer.” I ruffled Ashton’s hair and rise to my feet while smiling brightly at

Aiden.

Never had I ever felt so happy with just us three in the same room together. All my worries about the media and whatever was going on behind the scenes, seem to evaporate when I’m

with Aiden and our son.

lips. There is an intense heated look that passes through his eyes that had my thighs. begging to clench to have

can be replaced easily. They don’t hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand

talked so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure love. It had my heart pounding and I

you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little b*gger, let’s give your mommy some privacy,” He stoops

so widely. But even that doesn’t

staring at me. He looked to have been

alone in

and bra on to get rid of

standing there, stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body,

towel,” He whispered

was holding our son as he played in Aiden’s hair, completely transfixed and not caring about his surroundings to witness his father

his hand, my body heating up while my face reddened with

word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me alone staring at my flushed reflection in the

swirling into

“Stop it Sophie. Don’t you dare just give in to him so early. Let him work a little harder this time.” I warned myself and then felt like a fool five seconds later

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

my small ball somewhere here b*gger,” I

tried to grab a hold

then this time my hair would surely move out from the roots. He had a strong grip and

bit which made a

loved hearing the sound of his laughs and I love it even more when I get to hold

That was the only past object from my childhood that I brought with me to new york and brought

happy I was when my father gifted it to me

smiling widely when he looked excited when the orange ball came into his view. I squat down to his level, playfully poking his