The Girl He Craves

Chapter 142

142
Sophie’s pov
They always say there is a kind soul in.a once cold heart. But maybe that was my own saying, but I sure as hell believed it
now.
As Aiden’s words brush against my eardrums, my body sang with warmth. His once cold heart would never be able to do this, nor will he ever say such words so warmly.
I closed my eyes for a few, savoring the feel of his warm fingers on my waist and then leaned down, Ashton’s head going forward as well.
I puckered up my lip and then said a wish inwardly before blowing out the candle. Today wasn’t my birthday but this was one of the sweetest surprises I had ever gotten.
Aiden keeps surprising me with these gestures.
Peeling my eyes open, I straightened and turned around in his arms. He hugs me and Ash, kissing my head and leaving his nose buried in my hair. I can hear him sniff and he murmured above my head.
“You smell like home,” He kissed my head again, lingering his lips there.
His words had my heart racing and had tingles running down my spine. I rest my head on his chest, holding Ash on my hip. We stayed like this for a few until Aiden hears the rude rumbling of my stomach.
He pulls away. “Forgive me for forgetting about your stomach. baby. Let me plate some of those waffles and strawberries for you quickly.”
I nod and he leaves to do just that.
“Have a taste of the cupcake baby and tell me what you think.”
I turn back to the cupcake and pulled the candle out of it. Setting the candle down, I picked up the cupcake and bit into
it.
The sweet taste of the chocolate icing was the first thing my taste buds picked up on, and then the flavor of the cake burst on my tomgue….
I forced myself to swallow it and looked at Aiden whose back is mirroring me. His toned back muscles flexed and I had to force my eyes away from his back to focus.

I cleared my throat, licking up the chocolate icing on my lips to save me from the bitter t*ng of too much baking soda.
“Aiden,” I called out, biting into the inside of my bottom lip.
He turns around with the plate in his hand, a concern frown between his brows.
“Yes baby?”
I almost didn’t want to tell him that his cake skills were not
top-notch, but I knew that he would ask questions if I didn’t finish the cupcake.
So I told him.
“I love your surprise baby but I can’t finish eating the cupcake.” I admitted feeling awful that I had to tell him this.
His brow c*cked up. “Baby huh?”
His bottom lip snuck between his teeth and he bites down on the plumpness.
“I don’t know, I prefer the word daddy. But I guess that will only be used for the bedroom. So I guess baby works fine.” He
winks.
I nearly want to groan. How can he only hear the word baby and not have registered the others?
But even though I was slightly annoyed, a st*pid blush smeared on my cheeks. “Shut up.”
He chuckles and approaches me and Ashton with the plate in his hand. My belly growls seeing the strawberries and waffles, smeared with honey.
He may not be a cake maker but he was definitely good at making breakfast.
When he’s before me, he places the plate on the countertop and stared down at me with a look of interest.
“Why aren’t you able to finish eating the cupcake?” He looked down at the cupcake as he questioned me.
At least he heard that part too.
I looked at him for a bit and contemplated if I actually wanted to be the one to pull the rug under his feet and confess to him that the little surprise he just gave me taste like sh*t.
I wince.
I should just rip the bandage off.
“I can’t eat it because it doesn’t taste that great,” I stared at his surprise face and rushed out. “But it’s the thought that counts Aiden. I don’t care if it taste bad or good.”
Aiden’s brows knot as he stared down at the cupcake. “You’re kidding?” He pries the cupcake from my hands, surprising me when he takes a bite.
It only takes a few seconds and he rushes to the bin and spits it out. “F*ck.”
“Aiden!” I scowled, quickly blocking Ashton’s ears even though the word was said and done.
He winces, either from my scolding or the taste of the cupcake.
He throws the rest of the cupcake in the bin and looks over at me sheepishly. “At least you got your wish.”
I giggled.
He approaches me.”Baking cakes are not my strong point but your man can sure whip up something when it comes to breakfast, lunch and dinner.”
He jokes and pulls me in his arms. He kisses my forehead as I giggled and bend down to kiss Ashton’s head. “I’d gobble down that breakfast if I were you. To get rid of that cupcake aftertaste.”
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