Aaron's Patience Novels & Stories

Elara struggled to find an honest response without sounding ungrateful. "I'm managing," she replied carefully. He paused. "Aaron can be… difficult." She looked at the carpet. That was one way to put it. "He was raised to believe that business and control matter most," Edward explained. "Emotions weren't encouraged." She listened quietly. "I know this marriage was sudden," he added, "but I need you to be patient with him." Patience. The word echoed softly in her mind. After last night, it felt like a tall order.

There was something quiet in his expression,"You’re impatient.” “I’m being realistic.” Lucian’s lips curved faintly. “You’re pacing in your head. There’s a difference.” Aaron’s fingers stilled. For a second, he didn’t respond. Then he pushed himself off the couch abruptly, rolling his shoulders like he needed to shake off something crawling under his skin. “I’m going outside,” he said. He didn’t wait. Didn’t look back. Just turned toward the door, already halfway there before— “Sit down.” Aaron stopped.

“Aaron, she’s been completely non-responsive for three days. Then, this morning, she’s up out of bed, chipper as all get out, telling me how I’m a wonderful, loving husband, and making me fresh eggs.” “That’s lovely,” Aaron replied, taking the hoe to the rock and striking it along the edge, intending to break it into smaller pieces. The rock broke into two halves, and he realized he could likely pick each of them up now and toss them out of his acreage. “We don’t even have chickens,” Kian reminded him. “Where the hell did she get eggs?”

Adair Carter smells, "Ada, I have been waiting for this sentence, as long as you no longer continue to escape, we will be happy, I will take care of you for a lifetime." Aaron's handsome face is even darker. He sets off a storm and is angry. "Brother Aaron is willing to let you stay and take care of you. Ada Wood, don't be ungrateful." Ada Wood slightly raised her head and looked at the blue veins, Aaron. He was getting closer to Adair.