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.

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

These are just material things that can be replaced easily. They don’t hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand is my life and no one

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

looking away awkwardly. “Okay, then I suppose Ash and I will leave you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little b*gger, let’s give your mommy

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

while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to

was just me alone in the huge suite

stripping and only had my panties and bra on to get rid of

stunned and silent, his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering on between

give you a towel,” He whispered hoa*sely,

he played in Aiden’s hair, completely transfixed and not caring about his surroundings to witness his father gawking at his mother’s half-naked

heating up while my face reddened with a blush. “Thank you,” I

but he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon, leaving

with pure heated desire. It sent electricity swirling into my

so early. Let him work a little harder this time.” I warned myself and then felt

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

think I have my small ball somewhere here

when he tried to grab a hold of

time my hair would surely move out from the roots. He had

a bit which made

sound of his laughs and I love it even more when I get to

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

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

he looked excited when the orange ball