The Girl He Craves

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Meredith’s pov
I place the phone down on the counter, my head a bit hazy.
“What’s wrong baby?” My husband walked into the kitchen and noticed my change of mood.
I looked over at him, still a bit confused by the conversation I just had with my father.
He noticed my confused and concerned stare and his brows knot as he approaches me. “That man called you, didn’t he?” He spat, coming closer and holding me.
I nod, looking at him. “He mentioned that our son has a fiance and a son. He also proposed to fly us out to surprise Aiden.” I voiced out, still a bit m*ffled by the whole situation.
Surely our son would have told us he had started his own little family?
Why were we just hearing about this now? Especially coming from my father?
A man known to not care about his blood more than money?
How does he know and I didn’t?
I sighed inwardly. Perhaps if I had been on the internet more, then maybe I would’ve stumbled upon the article and photo of my apparent grandson as father told me.
Grant and i were never into social media stuff and always
stayed clear of it.
This time around I suppose staying away from it wasn’t a
good thing. Strangers knew about my son being engaged and a father……before Grant and me.
Grant pulls away from me, looking down at me with even more confusion than I had plastered on my face.
“What?” He voiced out his confusion and took a step back as he scanned my face for any insincerity. When he finds none his brows furrowed even more.
“You’re joking?” He asked, looking at me perplexed.
I shook my head and stared at my phone. “I kid you not Grant, my father just called and told me that Aiden is a father and now a fiance. I’m still lost myself.”
Grant scratched his head and looked out the window, staring into nothing while I could see the gears in his head shift.

“Your father is a lying b*stard Mer, what if he is lying about this too? Why would Aiden keep such a secret from us?” Grant groaned, shaking his head as if not believing my words still.
I chewed on my lips, raking my brain for a possible reason that would explain why Aiden would not have told us such an important matter in his life.
But I could find none.
“What do you suggest we do Grant? What if he’s not ready to tell us? How will we know if my father is lying or not?” I asked, confused and lost.
Grant shook his head and leaned against the counter.
“We raised Aiden better than this. We are his parents, this is something we should have known before anyone else.” Grant answered tightly with disappointment.
He sighed, still staring out of the window and said. “The only way we can be sure that Sergio isn’t lying is by visiting Aiden ourselves.”
He looks over at me. “We should surprise Aiden with a visit soon. Pack your bags baby we’re going on a trip.”
Sophie’s pov
My belly growls and Ashton lifts his eyes to mine in surprise. I raised a brow, giggling lightly.
“Mom is hungry Ash.” I said and looked at the pillow beside me. “And tired.”
It’s been a good twenty minutes since Aiden had left the room. And like an obedient person, I stayed put as he told me to.
But now hunger was literally eating me alive and I needed something to eat.
Looking down at Ash I murmured. “What could your father be possibly doing for twenty minutes?”
I sighed and sniffled. At least my nose wasn’t runny anymore, only a slight ache on the bridge of my nose was left.
My belly growls again and Ashton’s expression is hilarious. I giggled and playfully rub my nose against his. He squealed, pulling away.
“Let’s get something to eat Ash or I may just die of starvation.”
I got up with him in my arms and strolled over to the door. He’s playing with my hair as I opened the door and stepped out.
The sweet smell of chocolate hit me and my belly grumbles even more.
My brows knot and I looked down at Ashton. “Is the surprise chocolate Ash?” I asked knowing fully well that Ashton had no clue about what I was talking about.
But he smiles nonetheless, those ocean blue eyes similar to his dad’s brighten as he answered. “Moma loves chocolate,”
A huge grin smeared on my face, hugging him to me, I breathed in his calming c*conut smell. “Yes Ash, moma loves chocolate.”
“Sh*t,” Aiden hissed and soon it was followed by a platter.
I pulled away from Ash and looked down the long hallway, my brows furrowing with concern. “Looks like your dad is having a bit of trouble.”
I started down the hallway, the smell of the chocolate getting stronger the closer I get to the living room and kitchen area.
When I appeared I noted how the area was cleaned of the roses except for one on the coffee table and dining table.
“You cleaned up the roses?” I asked.
My eyes shift to Aiden who is in the kitchen and I freeze. And he freezes.
We both froze and even little Ash froze.
There standing with an apron and a cupcake before him was Aiden. In his hand was a piping bag and he seemed to have been busy icing the cupcake.
His shoulders sag and he sighed. “I thought I told you to stay still until I get back?”
Finally getting back down to reality, I lift a shoulder into a light shrug. “I grew hungry. Where’s that breakfast you said you did?”
My belly growls just as I finished my words.
Aiden’s neck flushed pink and it crawled up to his face. He grinned sheepishly. “Sorry mama bear. I forgot to feed you huh?”
I nodded and drop my eyes back down to the cupcake. He noticed my stare and grunted lightly.
“I guess it’s not much of a surprise now is it?” He squeezes the piping bag and it pushes out chocolate icing onto the cake.