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He and Lily Moore are still tangled up with each other, and he accuses me of slandering them, says I’m being irrational.”
Before I came to drink with you, Lily called Ryan again. I don’t know what she said, but he got all worked up, grabbed his keys, and was about to leave.
shoved the baby into his arms and walked out.”
Right now, I have no idea if he’s at home taking care of our son, or if he took the baby with him to go running to Lily.”
The hiccupped. Honestly, Bree I’m divorcing him….”
Sierra spent the entire night pouring out her grievances, alternating between drinking and lamenting the various hurts she’d suffered in her marriage.
lee whimate conclusion? Women should just date, not marry. A career, kids, and no husband? That’s the perfect life.
Drunk as she was she couldn’t help but envy Aubrey.
f only Sierra knew the truth
are that night, Aubrey settled the tipsy Sierra into the guest room, making sure she was comfortable and placing her phone on the bedside table.
No texts or calls from Ryan. Apparently, he wasn’t worried about Sierra’s safety.
ndifferent to his wife, yet bending over backward for his ex? Anyone would be heartbroken.
Her heart ached for Sierra, but she felt helpless to do anything.
eaving the guest room, she walked down the hallway toward her own room.
in the distance, she saw Damon approaching in his wheelchair. She stopped, surprised. “It’s so late. Why aren’t you asleep? Where are you going?”
I was worried you might have had too much to drink. I came to check on you.”
I didn’t drink that much. And you’re the one in a wheelchair, worrying about me.” Aubrey chuckled softly, walking behind his chair and turning it oward her room. “Let’s get you back to your room so you can get some rest.”
Mack in their room, Aubrey wheeled him to the edge of the bed and reached out to help him.
Damon placed his hand on her shoulder, slowly pulling himself up and carefully settling onto the mattress. The instant he landed on the bed, he ightened his grip on her shoulder, adding a touch of deliberate force.
Aubrey found herself pulled forward, her entire body tumbling onto the bed and landing on his chest.
Panic flared, and she scrambled to right herself, terrified of hurting him. Tm so sorry! Did I hurt you…?”
His bones had only been healing for a couple of weeks, far from fully recovered. Damon deliberately angled her weight onto the uninjured side of his best
Once she was lying down, Damon didn’t release her.
Aubrey braced her hands on the bed, trying to push herself up and out of his embrace.
He murmured softly. Just stay here with me tonight…
Aubrey looked up at him, shaking her head “I can’t
“Why mon
“Becasor you can’t move around”
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Bathed in the soft, warm glow of the bedside lamp. Damon’s gaar derpenest, a subtle smile playing on ha lips. His rome was grada, bas amusement “I want you to sheep with no sleep with you Your mind in even dusier than mine
Aubrey’s cheeks Bushed at his words, a shy and embarred de forcing its way onto her face She wrigglal the bed, feigning composure. So, you’re saying you don’t want to sleep with me!
Damon wasn’t about to play cay He blurved on “I do!”
Aubrey huffed softly. “Then why are you accusing me of having a dirty moved?
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amon chuckled, a hint of fondness in his voice.“Okay, we’re both on the same page. So, are you going to stay and sleep with me or not?”
ubrey lowered her head and sighed softly. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, she just feared she might suddenly become physical and scare him off.
er physical urges were unpredictable.
ntidepressants were a double–edged sword. After taking them, her mind felt split in two: one side was a stable, emotionally numb zombie, while the her was a depressed, suicidal mess of negative energy.
he was stuck in a painful cycle, switching between being a zombie on medication and a maniac without it.
the short time she hesitated, the smile on Damon’s face had already faded. He reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his voice low.“Go back to your om, goodnight.”
ith that, he shifted his body, lay down, pulled the covers up to his waist, and closed his eyes.
abrey stared at his tightly shut eyes, his expression noticeably gloomier than before.
e didn’t leave. She gazed at Damon’s feigned sleeping face for a long moment, then turned and switched off the bedside lamp.
he room plunged into darkness, shrouded in a hazy gloom.
ubrey slipped off her slippers, climbed into bed, snuggled under the covers with him, and lay shoulder to shoulder. She closed her eyes too, hispering, “Good night, Damon.”
the silent room, only their light, even breathing could be heard.
amon remained motionless, as if he’d fallen asleep the instant he lay down.
it that wasn’t the case.
fter lying down, Aubrey instinctively nudged her cold feet toward Damon, slowly pressing them against his calf.
her, Damon’s feet were warm and comforting.
o Damon, her little feet were icy cold, as if starved of blood, impossible to warm.
eaching blindly for the remote, Damon turned up the air conditioning a couple of degrees.
ubrey heard the soft beep of the air conditioner adjusting. The sound had barely faded when Damon’s hand reached out, gripping the blanket at her aist and pulling it up, tucking it around her neck.
e did it all in silence, then released the blanket and lay back down, still and quiet as if asleep.
ying next to him, Aubrey felt enveloped by his presence, a comforting sense of security washing over her. The lavender scent in the room was onducive to sleep, and she felt her mind begin to drift.
ist as she was about to succumb to sleep, Damon’s large hand gently found her fingers, his warm, slender fingers slowly intertwining with hers. He iced their fingers together tightly, holding her hand firmly in his.
Lubrey was pulled back from the edge of sleep, feeling the warmth of his palm against hers. A warmth spread through her chest, and a smile tugged at er lips.
he turned onto her side, wrapping her arms around Damon’s strong, muscular arm, pressing her cheek against his broad shoulder.
fis scent, a subtle clean fragrance from his sleep shirt, filled her senses. It was his unique aroma, pleasant and refreshing
Suddenly, she felt overwhelmingly happy in that moment.
To be deeply loved by the man she loves, to lie in the same bed, falling asleep with their fingers intertwined, surrounded by his acent and to wake up to
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