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

weight in my life. Ashton on the

catching my breath. He talked so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure love. It had my

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

nod, biting the inside of my cheek to stop from smiling so widely. But even that doesn’t help and

looked more and more flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to go or not. Which

two left, it was just me alone in the huge suite bathroom

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

his eyes on my legs. They roamed up my body, lingering

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

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

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

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

swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive flesh

him so early. Let him work a little harder this

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

my small ball somewhere here b*gger,” I

when he tried to grab

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

which made a huge grin emerge on

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

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

and how happy

smiling widely when he looked excited when the orange ball came into his view. I