Aaron T 4 Town Novels & Stories

I only hoped he wouldn’t connect the dots and realised that my mate Aline was no one but his fated mate, Angeline. Leaving Julia behind, Aaron took a few steps closer to us. “Grant! I saw you both pass by and head to the village. I just didn’t imagine I would see you here. I can show you the best places in the town,” Aaron told me, he surely didn’t want me to see the old buildings in his pack. It wouldn’t fit his inflated ego. “Let’s go to the pub. We have the best beer in the realm!” He said, patting my back.

A place only the four of them and Emily Maine knew about. “Are you sure Aaron won't be here today?” I asked. “Don't you ever get tired of worrying?” CC asked, kissing my cheek. “It's not like you're fooling anyone anyway,” said Aaron, standing in the doorway of the cabin, waiting on us. I squatted to let CC down, and she reluctantly obliged. “Condor,” I said, utter dislike surging through me. Aaron rolled his eyes. “We get it, Bart. You don't like me. But I'm willing to wager you're going to like it even less when Terres Somnia has a civil war on its hands. So, after you,” said Aaron, indicating for me to enter the cabin.

CHAPTER 34[BE MY DATE] “Aaron b!,Aaron b,Aaron b!”The crowd chanted as Aaron b and his band performed on stage. “I love you Aaron b!”Rachel screamed. “And you think he would love girls that look like raccoons,” Tegga said with a lopsided smile standing beside her. “Seriously?!, for the last time, I don’t look like a Racoon neither am I one. Plus am more prettier than any girl he have ever met so what you said is a pure lie. he is going to trip the moment he sees me” Rachel boasted.

What was with this today! "Speak." I say to Charlie, trying to handle the extravagant child. "If your boy is so energetic even after so long, join me and Gerroto at the strip club again. Let's go as a foursome." Suggests Charlie. "Hey! What's a foursome anymore? I'm not letting any bitch touch my precious Ravine! Grr, she's mine!" Says Aaron into the phone. "..." "Did he just 'grr' at me?" "Yes he did." I shake my head at Aaron's deteriorating behavior. He's being too much now.

I need to get this stupid haze in my head together. Aaron just walked through the front door of my house. He is always dressed to steal someone's girlfriend. Dark black jeans, a deep grey t-shirt and his front laced boots. I told him the town was in a forest so I guess he is trying to go for the rugged outdoorsman feel. Literal eye rolls are happening now.

It wasn’t everyday you fell in love. She forced herself to keep her breathing nice and steady, and her eyes on the deserted, dark road even though she wanted to study Aaron’s face. She wanted nothing more than to know what was going on in his head. “Can you see on the map where the next big town is?” Aaron was lost so deep in his thoughts that he started upon hearing her question. “What?” “The map. How far are we from the nearest big town?” Aaron rubbed a hand over his face and nodded, turning the cabin light on. “Hmmm… I think we are forty or fifty miles away. It’s called Fanny Pack. Huh. That’s a weird name.”

He kissed the back of my hand. “Let’s go.” He said. I took my small bad quickly and put my phone, purse, lipstick and powder inside. Aaron walked out and I followed him downstairs. As we walked to his car and got inside, my phone vibrated and I saw a text message from Josh. My eyes widen and I had to keep calm so Aaron won’t be suspicious. “You ready?” “Yeah.” I put my seatbelt and he started his car. The whole ride was about us getting to know each other. Me and Aaron have a 4 years gap difference and he’s the only child in his family. He loves hiking, pizza, watching movies and exercise.

It was a business work which was meant to be met. “Splendid, Sir. And yours?” “Cool.” I muttered. She nodded once before taking her leave. Soon, my phone buzzed with a message from Tyler, prompting me to glance at it. “I think Aaron is off today at M&M Corporation, he may be at home… A staycation.” The message read, and I smirked. “Okay,” I texted. After I was done, grabbing my jacket, I strolled out of my office, towards the elevator.

And Aaron—because we’ve apparently developed twin telepathy—has also beaten the locker-room circus and is at the door. He opens it with a bored little snort. “Pass.” “Hey! Calloway! Cobalt! Get your asses back he—” Banks starts, but the door shuts on the rest. I turn to Aaron. “Where to?” His eyes are glued to his phone. Completely absorbed. It takes him a solid minute to register I’ve asked a question. When he finally looks up, it’s for half a second. “Tessa’s going shopping,” he says, already looking back down at his screen like the message might evaporate.