The Girl He Craves

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Sophie’s pov

I’m skimming through the printed words on the paper Aiden gave to me an hour ago or so.

He mentioned that it was also on the computer stored in a private file but I found it better to read on

paper.

When I heard his footfalls nearing I press my lips together to stop from smiling.

The talk with him in the office about our son was one of

the best conversations I had ever had with him.

He was attentive and seemed to be drinking in every word I said about Ashton. He chuckled a bit when

I mentioned that our son was a bit fearful of heights and said he must’ve got- ten that fear from his

mother, because she too was scared of heights.

I had smiled then. Ashton really took all of Aiden’s genes and down to his personality and none of

mine. Except for the scrunching up of the nose when we get irritated.

I never thought in a million years that Aiden and I would be talking about Ashton with so much

giddiness and warmth.

In fact I never thought we could stay in the same room with each other for longer than five minutes

without aiming for each other’s throat or aiming to get rid of each other’s clothes.

But we managed to avoid both.

And dare I say it, I loved talking to him about our son. He also looked like he loved hearing about his

son which made me fawn inwardly.

I never saw him so warm and attentive before.

It was so strange for me to enjoy a meaningful conversa- tion with him. And I’m even more stunned

when our conversa- tions remained warm and giddy the entire time. Not once did we try to argue or

disagree.

From quarreling in the morning to now was such a huge difference that it felt weird that this all

happened in one day.

In a few hours to be exact.

“Mama bear,”

I sharp shiver run down my spine whenever he called me that. I felt a blush paint on my cheeks, red.

I lift my head up and see that he was looking at me in amusement. His jacket was draped over his arm

and he looked as ready as ever with a gleam of excitement roaming in his eyes as well.

“Is it two already…” I trailed off and looked down at the small clock on the desk. It’s two thirty.

“Oh,”

I looked back over at Aiden to see that he was grinning from ear to ear.

“Time to get off work. It’s now time to pick up our son.” He said and then I couldn’t help but fawn over

the way he said

our son.

Where was that woman who would hold her guard up with him to protect her son? My conscience

mocked me.

She’s still there, just less uptight about it. I think it would be better to give Aiden a chance to prove me

wrong. To prove that he’ll not disappoint Ash like he’s done to me countless. times.

There’s no harm in giving him that chance to prove him- self before I burn him at the stake.

Besides, he looked interested in raising his son with all those questions he spewed at me I’m the office

earlier have to couch for that.

Just let me clean up,” I said as I quickly place the file in one of the drawers and some of the papers

scattered a bit on the desk.

When I’m done, I stood up and walked around the desk to stand beside him. He ushers for me to walk

ahead and I do so.

When we stood beside the elevator and waited for the doors to open, Aiden is suddenly beside me, so

close that I can feel his heat brushing against my skin.

I sucked in a sharp breath when his palm rest on the small of my back, the second the elevator doors

slide open.

His palm heat burn through the material of the dress and when he nudges me forward I found my feet

feeling a bit wobbly.

I’m surprised I hadn’t embarrassed myself by slipping to the floor.

We turn around, his hands still on the small of my back.

There’s no way he doesn’t know what he’s doing to me. I can practically hear my own rough breathing

in this small confined space, there’s no way he couldn’t hear too.

“Don’t worry about the other suits and dresses. I’ll have someone drop them over at your place later on

today. ” Aiden said and finally peeled his hand off the small of my back.

Finally, I can breathe properly.

I shifted away from him a little and I can practically feel his frown at my action.

“You really didn’t have to buy all of that Aiden-

“Please don’t start another argument, Sophie. Just accept it.” He sighed.

I winced inwardly. Okay, we’re back to Sophie so that meant he was irritated.

I nod and stayed silent. When the doors finally slide open, I froze when there are employees still

roaming the first floor.

Well Sophie it’s not even three yet so of course they’ll still be here. My conscience reminded me and

made me feel stupid.

“Come on,” Aiden said, a second later his hand is back on the small of my back, pressing into the

material as if purpose- ly trying to reach my skin.

I breathed in through my nose and stepped out of the ele- vator. With him so close and with his hand

on the small of my back we had garnered everyone’s attention.

With Aiden inviting me to lunch today in his office saved me from all those questioning stares. But now I

had an inkling that they’ll be ready to question me about him tomorrow.

They wouldn’t dare try to question me about him in his

presence.

“Everyone’s staring Aiden,” I whispered for only him to hear as I nervously dart my eyes away from the

prying eyes.

“Let them stare Sophie. Let them stare at the beautiful woman I have beside me.” He grumbles,

pressing his palm more into my back.

His words had my heart leaping and I nearly tripped on my feet but his steady hands reached out in

time to keep me sturdy.

Aiden chuckles, his arm now looping around my waist. “I should probably keep you even closer if

you’re tripping over my words mama bear. Don’t want you to fall and hurt your- self, our son won’t

forgive me I’m afraid.” He jokes, squeezing me to him.

Oh, Aiden. What are you up to?

Why are you playing with my heart?