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.

intense heated look that passes through his eyes that had my thighs. begging to clench to

hold much weight in my life. Ashton on

so fondly of his son, his voice filled with pure

away awkwardly. “Okay, then I suppose Ash and I will leave you to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on

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

didn’t help that Aiden looked more and more flustered and nervous while staring at me. He looked to have been contemplating if

alone in the huge suite bathroom

and bra on

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

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

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

to take it from his hand, my body heating up while my face reddened with a

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

swirling into my stomach, causing the sensitive flesh between

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

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

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

tickling him when he tried to grab a hold

would

made a

laughs and I love it even more when I get to

drawer and pulled out the little orange ball I had since I was a kid. That was the only past object from my childhood that I brought with me to new york

and how happy I was when my father

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