Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
“Hey-
I didn’t even get a good greeting in before she cuts in like a whip.
“Sophie fucking Bell!” She growled sounding angry as hell.
Oh crap. What did I do?
“Yeah?” I winced. Did I leave the bathroom pipe open?
What’s going on?
“Why in the fucking ass am I hearing that you’re engaged to fucking Aiden Xavier through some dumb popular online celebrity gossip site?!” She barked and I can hear Ria’s mother in the background asking her to get off the phone and get back to work.
I cringe. So many fucks in one sentence. Oh she’s pissed alright.
“Mila,” I whispered hoping to calm her down.
“Don’t Mila me! How can you not tell your best friend about this before the whole entire world knew?” She snapped.
I pinched my eyes closed for a few seconds. “Mila there are things I cannot explain to you over the phone. I know you’re angry and want an explanation but right now I can’t give that to you,” I opened my eyes and breathed out.
“I’ll explain everything when we’re home. I promise that I’ll clear everything up.” I whispered looking over at Aiden who I felt his eyes on me the entire time I was on the phone.
His phone was still buzzing but he had yet to pick it up.
“Fine. But you have to tell me everything. Every single thing you hear me!?”
I nod even though she could not exactly see me. “Yes. I promise.” I mumbled, tearing my eyes away from Aiden’s.
We said our goodbyes and I end the call. Looking over at Aiden with furrowed brows I opened my mouth to speak. “Why aren’t you picking up the calls?” I asked in puzzlement.
“Because I know who’s calling and I am not ready to speak with him.” He admitted tightly, his jaw clenching. “Sergio?” I asked, already having an inkling it was him.
Aiden’s stiff nod and grunt answered me without him having to say words.
“What if it’s important Aiden?” I asked, gnawing on my lips.
Aiden sighed heavily and answered the phone. “What?” He sneered coldly and then stiffened.
“They’re quicker than I gave them credit for.” He gritted, his hands fisting on his lap.
My brows knot. Whatever Sergio said to Aiden managed to upset him so this definitely was not good.
Suddenly my phone blares, startling me. I looked at the calle I.d and my heart pummels to the pit of my stomach.
Why was Ashton’s daycare calling me at this time?
I answered it quickly, nerves bubbling in my stomach when I brought it to my ear.
“Hello?”
“Miss. Bell, it’s about your son, he’s-“
Sophie’s pov
“What is it? What’s wrong with him!?” I rushed out, my heart aching while beating furiously in my chest.
Not a good combination.
My hands get clammy as I looked at Aiden in alarm. He must’ve noticed the tone of my voice and my panic stare because he turned to me with furrowed brows and a worried gaze.
“I’ll call you back Sergio.” He said and cut the line. He’s sending me worried looks that asked for answers that I couldn’t give as yet. Not until I know what’s wrong myself. “Ashton seems to have caught something. His nose is runny and he keeps calling for his mommy. Can you come to pick him up please?” The woman said on the other line worriedly. My heart sinks.
Oh my poor baby.
“I’ll be there in a few. Please tell him I’m on my way,” I said quickly while brushing my trembling fingers in my hair.
“Will do Miss.Bell.” The woman promised and then end the call.
I didn’t even have time to place my phone down when Aiden asked in a rush. “What’s wrong? Is it Ashton?” His voice had a tone of worry and fear.
“He isn’t feeling well. Can you drop me off at the daycare?” I asked, gnawing on my lips. He was my boss after all and it would be wise to ask him permission.
“Of course. Mitch forget about bringing me to the office today, take us to Ashton’s daycare.” Aiden demanded and looked at me with a worried glare in his eyes. “Is it bad? Anything to raise a concern?”
“She didn’t say. But she did mention that his nose is runny. My baby must’ve caught a cold.” I bit into my bottom lip worriedly.
My poor baby must be fussy. He’s always fussy when he’s sick.
“Our baby,” Aiden corrected softly and I nod. “Right,” I murmured.
I lift my hand to my mouth to bite my nails as I got more worried.
Suddenly my hand is pried from my mouth and is engulfed in Aiden’s warm one. His touch eases me more than I’d like to admit.
“He’ll be okay mama bear,” He murmured, drawing our connected hands to the space between us on the seat.
For the rest of the drive he did not let my hand go, not even once. Not even when his phone rang and he answered it.
But when we stopped beside the daycare, I realized I didn’t want to let go. His hand was comforting. Warm and eased my worries without him having to do much.
And with every five minutes that passed, Aiden would squeeze my hand. As if reassuring me that everything would be okay.
It was a really comforting feeling I never knew I’d get from him.
“I’ll call you back,” He said curtly to whoever was on the other line and ends the call.
“You don’t have to come in with me. I can go on my own-
“Don’t be ridiculous Sophie. I’m coming with you to get our son.” He grumbles as if annoyed that I even suggested that he could stay.
I nod and untangle my fingers from his. His eyes shot down as if surprised that we were still holding hands and a surprising flush crawled on his cheeks.
He clears his throat, opened the door and got out. He helps me out and I’m a bit dampened that he didn’t keep my hands in his.
I miss his warmth but I was not going to make a fool out of myself.
So I let out a breath and started for the building with him close behind me.
When we entered and walked over to the woman I had spoken to, I can’t help but see that her eyes were not on me but on someone behind me. That someone was Aiden.
fire shooting from my nose.
Mrs. Georgia who was only just a couple of years older than me, looks over at me irritated and nodded stiffly.
The nerve of this woman.
She has always treated me warmly, which was one of the main reasons why I trusted my most prize possession, Ashton in her care.