Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111

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Aubrey’s gaze locked onto Damon’s hand.

This was the first time since she’d moved in that he’d initiated physical contact. The way his large hand enveloped hers, gently kneading, felt both

intimate and tender.

His warm, thick palm was like a fire spreading across her skin, the warmth seeping into every part of her.

She responded softly,“Alex just came over to say hello. We weren’t really talking about anything else.”

Alex reached them, his eyes fixed on their joined hands.

“We talked about other things too,” Alex said, shoving one hand in his pocket. A hint of annoyance tugged at the corner of his lips, and his voice carried a note of resignation. “I just asked Aubrey if you two were back together. She didn’t answer me. Maybe you can answer it for me, so I know if I should keep sending flowers.”

“Don’t bother,” Damon said, his eyes darkening. His tone was gentle, but his powerful presence left no room for argument.“From now on, you should

call her ‘sis–in–law.”

Aubrey’s breath caught in her throat, and she stared at Damon in stunned surprise. Was he only saying that to provoke Alex, driven by his possessiveness?

Alex scoffed, a humorless laugh escaping him. “Damon, that’s just cold. If you two are back together, I’m not one to steal someone from a friend, but making me call her your girl? That’s just twisting the knife!”

“Your call,” Damon replied.

Releasing Aubrey’s hand, Damon softened his tone.“Bree, let’s head to the living room.”

Calling her Bree in front of Alex felt like a calculated move, a subtle power play to assert his dominance.

“Okay.” Aubrey, not exactly thrilled, snapped out of her daze, grasped the handles of his wheelchair, and began pushing him toward the living room.

Alex, frustrated, planted his hands on his hips, staring at the floor as he took a deep breath.

After a moment of consideration, he hurried after them. “I’ll wait until you two get a marriage license before I start calling her that.”

Alex’s retort stung.

The mention of a ‘marriage license‘ was a thorn in their hearts, causing a dull ache.

It was as if, without that legality, he would always have a chance.

They entered the living room.

Sunlight streamed through the lattice windows of the grand, Classic living room, bright and spacious. Three long, redwood sofas were filled with people.

The group stood as one when Damon appeared.

His friends, colleagues, close associates–the room was practically overflowing with young, affluent men.

Only one woman was present, Lily Moore, who had been brought by Ryan.

Damon, your friends all wanted to visit, so I brought them along. Didn’t tell you beforehand, wanted to surprise you,” Zachary said first.

Damon smiled knowingly.“Thanks, Zach.”

His friends crowded around, exchanging pleasantries and asking about his health in an orderly fashion.

Just a few fractures, nothing serious. I’ll recover in due time,” he replied to them all.

Aubrey stood there, feeling out of place. It was the first time she’d met so many of Damon’s friends, and she felt inexplicably nervous.

Among the group, she spotted Ryan and Lily standing together, looking every bit the couple.

A simmering anger bubbled in her chest, aching with sympathy and indignation for her best friend.

Ryan was equally taken aback to see Aubrey there, momentarily stunned.

Just then, one of Damon’s friends noticed Aubrey and politely inquired,“And this is…?”

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Damon reached back, took Aubrey’s cool little hand in his, pulled her forward, and introduced her to everyone: “My girlfriend, Aubrey Hayes.”

The group greeted her politely, “Nice to meet you, ma’am!”

That title was incredibly pleasant to hear.

Aubrey was momentarily dazed. Ripples spread across the lake of her heart, her cheeks flushed, and she nervously responded, “Hello, everyone.”

Standing to the side, Zachary watched Damon and Aubrey with obvious relief and a kind smile.

His cousin’s face darkened as he leaned in close to Zachary, asking with displeasure, “Damon got back together with her?”

“Looks like it,” Zachary nodded.

His cousin scoffed.“She’s not even in Veronica’s league. What makes her good enough for Damon?”

Zachary put his hand on his cousin’s shoulder. “You’re not related to Veronica either. If she’s so great, why don’t you marry her?”

His cousin’s eyes narrowed, and he pushed Zachary’s hand off.“What kind of joke is that?”

“If you don’t want her, why are you trying to pawn her off on Damon?”

“I…” His cousin was speechless.

Zachary sighed, shaking his head with a hint of melancholy.“You know, you’re just like my aunt. That same misguided love, thinking it knows what’s best for everyone.”

His cousin scoffed dismissively.

Meanwhile.

Their friends all settled into the sofas, gathered around the coffee table, enjoying tea and snacks while chatting animatedly.

Lily Moore approached Damon Blackwood with a warm smile and a polite nod.“Mr. Blackwood, hello. I wanted to thank you for recommending the specialist for my daughter. Her therapy is going remarkably well. Ryan mentioned you were injured, so he offered to bring me along to see how you’re doing. Are you feeling alright?”

Damon offered a curt,“Appreciate it,” out of politeness.

Ryan Carter stepped forward, his smile strained. “Damon, didn’t expect you and Aubrey to get back together. Congrats.”

Damon frowned, his gaze icy. He couldn’t believe Ryan had brought Lily along–it was completely out of line. Even if nothing was going on between them, parading his ex around when he had a wife and kid was bound to raise eyebrows and hurt his marriage.

Especially with Aubrey witnessing it.

Aubrey forced a stiff smile, her eyes narrowed. “Ryan, what a surprise to see you here. Hanging out with your ex? How do you think Sierra feels, raising your child all alone?”

Ryan gave a strained laugh, turning to Aubrey.“You’ve got it all wrong. Lily and I are just friends. I was just helping her out. Please don’t say anything to Sierra. I don’t want her getting the wrong idea.”

Lily’s displeased gaze swept over Aubrey, her smile saccharine.“So, Miss Hayes, it seems what’s good for the goose isn’t good for the gander?”

The veiled accusation stung Aubrey.

Aubrey wasn’t about to let them off the hook.“Damon cut ties with me when he was engaged. And when he’s with me, he’s cut ties with his ex–fiancée. So, I’d like to ask you, Ryan, are you going to cut ties with your wife, or with your ex–girlfriend?”

Ryan was visibly flustered by the question, his smile faltering as his eyes darted to Damon, silently pleading for help.

Damon rubbed his temples, not wanting to get involved in Ryan’s personal affairs. He spoke slowly, deliberately, “Between a friend and a wife, if I had to choose, I would undoubtedly stand with my wife, standing shoulder to shoulder.”

The word “wife” hit Aubrey like a boulder dropped into a tranquil lake, sending waves of emotion crashing through her. An inexplicable surge of tenderness made her eyes sting, and she lowered her gaze, drinking in Damon’s strikingly handsome profile.

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