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.

heated look that passes through his eyes that had my thighs. begging to clench to have a bit of

easily. They don’t hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand is my life and no one can replace him.” He whispers

honesty in his voice and that swirled in his eyes had me catching my breath. He talked so fondly of his son, his

and I will leave you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little b*gger, let’s

biting the inside of my cheek to stop from smiling so widely. But even that doesn’t help and I found myself grinning like the cat that got the

Aiden looked more and more flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to go or

was just me alone in

and only had my panties and bra

I whip around. Aiden is standing there, stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on

you a towel,” He whispered hoa*sely, lifting up his hand with

was holding our son as he played in Aiden’s hair, completely transfixed and not

take it from his hand, my body heating up while my face reddened with a blush. “Thank you,” I murmur and covered my body with

so but he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me alone staring at my flushed reflection in

heated desire. It sent electricity swirling into my

early. Let him work a little harder this time.” I warned myself and then felt like a fool five seconds later for talking

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

small ball somewhere here b*gger,” I said

him when he tried to grab

let his hands grab a hold of my strands, then this time my hair would surely

made a huge grin emerge

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

kid. That was the

how happy I was when my father gifted

the orange ball