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.

heated look that passes

if he destroys anything. These are just material things that can be replaced easily. They don’t hold much weight in my life. Ashton on the other hand is my life and no one can replace

amount 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 heart pounding

to it,” His upper lips tug up. “Come on little bugger, let’s give your mommy some privacy,” He stoops down to pick

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

at me. He looked to have been contemplating if to go

alone in the huge suite bathroom that

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

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

He whispered hoarsely, lifting up his hand

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

my body heating up while my face reddened

word it out. He leaves soon, leaving me

sent electricity swirling

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

reflection.

Aiden’s pov

ball somewhere

to grab a

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

a bit which made a huge grin emerge on my

hearing the sound of his laughs and I love it even more when I get to hold him. He also had his mother’s alluring scent

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

and how happy I was when my

looked excited when the orange ball came into his view. I squat down to his level,