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.

that passes through his eyes that

weight in my life.

had me catching my breath. He talked so fondly of his son,

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

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

and more flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating

two left, it was just me alone in the huge suite bathroom that was bigger than my

and bra on to

there, stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between my thighs before crawling up and stopping

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

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

his hand, my body heating up while my face

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

desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive

to him so early. Let him

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

ball somewhere here b*gger,” I

when he tried to grab a

of my strands, then this time my hair would surely move out

giggled, squealing a bit which made a huge grin emerge

love it even more when I get to hold him. He also had his mother’s

little orange ball I had since I was a kid. That was the only past object

peaceful my life was and how happy I was when my father gifted it to

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