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Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 135

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Aubrey nodded.

Do you still want to get better?

I do.

Move in with me. I’ll keep an eye on you, take care of you.

When my somatization symptoms kick in, it’s going to be hard on you. I don’t want to

Damon cut her off. Yeah, it will be hard, but I’m choosing to be with you. Shouldn’t I have to deal with that?

Actually, I’m slowly getting better. I’ve been taking my meds.

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Damon held her tight, his chin resting on her head, his voice heavy. I only ignored you for a little bit, and you started overthinking, letting the depression take over. You’re not getting better. If you face something even slightly heavier, you’ll crumble.

Aubrey couldn’t help but cry again, her voice choked with emotion. I don’t want to be like this either, but I’m scared people will say I’m just being dramatic if they find out.

No, you’re sick.Damon quickly cupped her face, kissing her lips, soothing her with gentle words. Don’t overthink. I’m here. I’ll be here with you always. We’ll get treatment together. You’ll get better.

Okay.

Can you turn on the light? I want to see you.

No, I look awful.

Damon gently brushed the hair away from her cheek. Then I’ll close the door. I’ll stay here and sleep with you tonight.

I’ll go, your leg isn’t doing so great,Aubrey said, pulling away from him and slowly climbing out of bed.

Aubrey’s legs felt soft and weak, and she swayed a little as she walked. She closed the door, then crawled back into bed, nestling back into his arms.

yet. Are He tightened his hold, nuzzling her ear as he murmured, You haven’t had dinner

you hungry?

Not hungry.

Alex’s family doctor said you’re malnourished and weak. You keep getting thinner, and it makes me feel useless.

What does it have to do with you?

I want to fatten you up, make you healthy and strong, but I can’t force you to eat, force you to sleep, force you to rest at home.

Then I’ll eat. Can we order takeout?

Yeah.

I want to drink and have some lamb skewers.

I’ll drink with you, eat with you.

I want to take a shower and wash

my

hair.

I’ll wash it for you

Your femur fracture isn’t healed yet.”

It’s been almost two months, and it’s pretty much recovered. I’ll help you wash in the tub, my leg injury won’t affect it at all.

But

Damon framed Aubrey’s face with his hands, lowering his head to pepper kisses across her forehead and temples, his voice a husky courmur. Let me have this, let me wash your hair and help you bathe. Consider it compensation for the way you’ve been neglecting me for the past two weeks.

I haven’t been neglecting you. I’ve just been so busy

I know,” Damon said, his voice a soft, playful whine. But I’ve been so bummed. You have to make it up to me tonight

Aubrey couldn’t help but giggle at his antics.

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In the bathroom, under the bright lights.

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Damon saw the redness around Aubrey’s eyes from crying, the slight puffiness beneath them like rosy almonds, a sight both adorable and heartbreaking.

The bathtub was large enough for both of them.

The water was warm, his chest firm and hot against her back, his large hands seemingly imbued with a gentle magic that could cleanse not only her hair but her entire being.

After such profound sorrow, she felt utterly hollowed out.

Thank goodness he was there.

Thank goodness he could fill all the emptiness and loneliness within her.

n his arms, she let go, allowing all her emotions to dissipate into nothingness. Against him, she held nothing back, letting him fill every empty space vithin her until she was overflowing.

These eleven years had been a long, winding road of intertwined sweetness and pain, emptiness and separation stealing too many moments. Now, she herished every second she had with him.

She let herself go completely when she was with him.

And he loved seeing her like that, cherished her beauty, and reveled in the unique way she loved him.

After their shower,

They sat on the edge of the bed, him blowdrying her hair while she ordered takeout on her phone.

Is it okay if I order some wine?Aubrey asked again.

Of course,Damon said, his long fingers threading through her halfdry hair, gently lifting it as he focused on drying it thoroughly.

Besides the lamb skewers, what else do you want to eat?

Anything is fine with me.

How about lamb kidneys?

Sure.

Spicy frog legs?

No, too gamey.

Goat intestines?

Yamon switched off the hair dryer, took hold of her shoulders, and gently pushed her back onto the bed, his brow furrowed as he murmured, Are you

satiable? You want to go another few rounds? Just say the word, I’m more than ready.

Aubrey giggled, tilting her head to look at the time on her phone. No, I’m just teasing you. You were the one who said I could order whatever I

vanted.

I wasn’t teasing, I’m serious

Aubrey set her phone aside, gazing up at him, looping her arms around his neck Don’t you want me to eat?

Of course, you need to eat.

Don’t you want me to sleep?

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