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 knobs 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.

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

weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand

that swirled in his eyes had me catching my breath. He talked so fondly

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 bugger, let’s give your mommy some privacy,” He stoops down

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

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

me alone in the huge suite bathroom that

stripping and only had my panties and bra on to

I whip around. Aiden is standing 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

to give you a towel,” He whispered

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

while my face reddened with

doesn’t word it out.

heated desire. It sent electricity swirling

him so early. Let him work a little harder this time.” I warned

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

small ball somewhere here bugger,” I

him when he tried to grab a

would surely move out from the

bit which made

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

had since I was a kid. That was the only past object from my childhood that I brought

and how happy

the orange ball came into his