Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 139

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I’m not sweet–talking you. I’ll take on fewer cases and spend more time at home with you. I want to get better.”

That’s the best thing you could do.”

Aubrey clung to him like a koala to a eucalyptus tree, resting her cheek on his shoulder, her eyes closed in contentment.

She felt incredibly happy in that moment.

It turned out that selfish people lived the easiest, most comfortable lives.

Ever since she stopped worrying about Damon’s future, their marriage, and his career prospects, stopped considering the feelings of all the Blackwood elders, and instead focused on living in the moment, treating each day as if it were her last, loving him and being with him as she pleased, she had felt so elaxed and free, and their life together had become so sweet.

Being a little selfish was wonderful!

Damon’s large hand caressed her back, slowly sliding down to rest on her slender waist. He sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in his voice. “So tiny.”

Aubrey heard the tenderness in his words, not admiration, but genuine concern.

Will

you dislike me if I get fat?”

I’ll love you no matter what size you are. I just want you to be healthy and happy.”

Damon always knew just what to say!

She couldn’t resist tilting her head up to kiss his lips.

The fleeting kiss made him chuckle. “You’re so insincere. Every time you kiss me, it’s only for a second.”

‘A second is still a kiss,” Aubrey said, shyly changing the subject. “I’m hungry. Let’s go get dinner.”

We can eat later.” Damon cupped her face in his hands and kissed her deeply, as if he could never get enough.

Her lips were his sweet escape.

Her body was the only way he could find profound release for all his pent–up emotions, and he couldn’t touch her enough, or sleep with her enough.

Every smile, every gesture, every move she made was like the most beautiful scenery in the world. It wasn’t about grand vistas; it was the quiet perfection of her presence that refreshed him and made him want to linger forever.

Maybe this was just pure physical attraction!

After dinner.

Aubrey went back to her room and was immediately taken aback by the empty space.

She went next door to Damon’s room.

Pushing open the door, she saw that the large room was different.

Straight ahead was a large bed covered with green and pink plaid bedding.

To the left, a screen and arched doorway separated a dressing room, complete with a computer desk and bookshelves, both elegant and beautiful

His work area was to the right.

The expansive room was divided into three distinct areas. The curtains had been swapped for a warmer palette, and with the addition of several feminine and cute elements, the entire space radiated a cozy and inviting atmosphere

She stepped inside, a wave of warmth blossoming in her heart.

Damon’s wheelchair followed her in, stopping just behind her.

He gazed around the shared space, his voice laced with a poignant wistfulness. “If I had known how terrified you’d be of something happening to me. should have planted myself in the middle of the road when you broke up with me six years ago, and threatened to end it all.”

At his words, Aubrey whirled around, her brow furrowed. “You can’t have such obsessive, insane thoughts)

Damon placed his feet on the floor and slowly pushed himself up to stand

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Aubrey rushed to his side, reaching out to support his arm. “What are you doing standing?”

He brushed her assistance aside, opening his arms to pull her into a tight embrace, his grip firm and possessive. His voice, a low and serious rumble, arried a stern warning. “Aubrey Hayes, from this day until the day I die, you are not allowed to waver. You can’t leave me, and you definitely can’t eave our home. Do you hear me?”

I hear you. I won’t)

‘t leave,” Aubrey replied, a bittersweet ache in her chest as she gently pushed against him. “Now, sit down. Don’t stand.”

lis voice was deep and husky. “Don’t move. Just let me hold you.”

ubrey stilled, letting him hold her, quietly reveling in the warmth of his embrace.

he loved Damon, but she knew her love didn’t burn as fiercely or run as deeply as his for her. Maybe she’d never truly grasp the intensity of his motions in this moment, having almost lost her, only to have her back again.

tarting today, she and Damon were officially living together as husband and wife.

lackwood Crescent was her home.

Jamon was her husband.

nd the Blackwoods were her family too.

o better take care of her needs, Damon hired Mrs. Quinn, a live–in housekeeper with a great salary. Mrs. Quinn was knowledgeable about nutrition, ould cook Southern cuisine, and, most importantly, had a lovely personality.

Irs. Quinn liked to call her “Madam.”

a first, it made her uncomfortable, but she got used to it after a while.

ubrey cut back on her work hours, and Damon accompanied her to the best hospitals for check–ups, found her the best therapists, ensuring she mended her sessions, stuck to her medication, and strengthened her body through exercise.

I home, Damon converted a room into a yoga studio just for her, and hired a yoga instructor.

he had an hour–long yoga class every day, and occasionally, meditation and sleep therapy sessions.

Jamon filled her days with activities, keeping her incredibly busy. Her somatic symptoms still flared up occasionally, but far less often. She still felt outs of depression, but Damon always caught them early, pulling her out of her dark moods by distracting her with various activities. One articularly effective method was igniting their passion, pleasuring her until her mind found peace.

Yamon’s study now held a dozen books on treating depression.

le spent any free moment poring over psychology books and articles, practically becoming an expert himself

Maybe I should get certified as a therapist,” he joked. “I could quit aerospace engineering and become a shrink instead”

le might have said it in jest, but he was genuinely dedicated to studying psychology and depression to help her.

ate July brought scorching heat.

Damon’s bone fracture had healed steadily over time

bt midday, the bright sue alone brilliantly, scattering across the courtyard A summer breeze rustled through the lush greensty, creating a cool aut comfortable atmosphere

nside the gazebo in the center of the courtyard,

Damon stood by the railing, gazing at the trees in the diatas e to ease bis tired eyes Dresses in a single white shirt and black patte embed a mothe elegance, a warmth that was as soothing as a comforting touch

With his bone injuries mostly healed, he was preparing to rerum to work. These past few days he’d been unifying a set of data, mily the computer screen, which had taken toll on his eyes

“Mr. Blackwood”

A light, feminine voice called out, and Damon turned around

Seeing the yoga instructor approaching, he responded policely, Ms Taylor, is the class wir?

The yoga instructor tilted her head slightly, rucking a strand of hau behind her ear with delicate fingers, her voke a touch too svet

Hayes fell asleep during the relaxation part. I didn’t want to disturb her, so I’m testing her sleep before we costinos

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