Sophie’s pov

Is he seriously trying to get down and dirty with an aching dick?

I looked at Aiden like he had completely lost his mind.

Honestly, I think he did. How can he think of sex in his situation?

Suddenly Aiden snorted and chuckled louder. “Your mind had wandered to that place where you’re moaning didn’t it?” He asked in amusement.

Realizing that he was only joking, I smacked his thigh. “Be fucking serious for once Aiden!” I snapped and rolled my eyes yet bit the inside of my bottom lip to stop myself from smiling.

He shrugged. “I had to crack that tension somehow.”

I rolled my eyes and told him to hold the pack of peas when Ashton starts to stir.

Aiden turns around to watch me and his son on the bed with a

small smile on his face.

I was trying to get Ashton to go back to sleep.

But when I noticed Aiden’s stare, I got nervous and asked. “What?”

I tucked my hair behind my ear and ripped my gaze from his.

“You’re a good mom.” He said with honesty swimming in his

voice.

words had my

blushed because of his words and the

“Thank you,” I whispered.

questioned. “Was it hard

speechless. I’m trying to regain my speech as

to do. My foster mom who never had a baby of her own wasn’t that much educated in the breastfeeding department. It took a lot of trial and errors to get it right. A few months after

to help with the bills and food. Mila and Ria did it all on their own. It was kind of difficult to save for pampers and necessities at a

eyes away from his when his eyes began to storm. I knew I shouldn’t have told him those parts. Now he’d be

got to learn many things about being

on my sleeping son, and I rake my

journey easier.” I smiled at my son who was the exact replica

you miss all those times Aiden. If I could

for

a teen mother. There are things I regret in my past, but

my heart halting in its beats for a while and

A lot of his words this late

these were by far the

“Aiden-

try to put him back to sleep but

drowsy little self crawling onto my lap,

his father who

had my

the bed with Ashton in my arms. He’s still a little

chest.

“I’ll be back-

his eyes not flitting

of peas away from his dick. It leaves a wet patch on

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