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.

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

They don’t hold much weight in my life.

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

his throat, 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 some privacy,”

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

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

me alone in the huge

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

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

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

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

body heating up while my face reddened with a

he doesn’t word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me alone staring at

desire. It sent electricity swirling into my stomach,

lifted a finger and pointed it at my reflection in the mirror. “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 for talking to my

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

think I have my small ball somewhere here b*gger,” I said

him when he tried to grab a hold of my

grab a hold of my strands, then this time my hair would surely move out from the roots. He had a strong grip and

squealing a bit which made a huge grin emerge on my

hearing the sound of his laughs and I love it even more when

a kid. That was the only past object from my childhood that I brought with me to

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

excited when the orange ball came into his