Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 166

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Soft morning light filtered through the window panes, casting a warm, golden glow across the spacious king sized master suite. Aubrey Hayes stirred from her sleep, her hand instinctively reaching out for the other side of the bed. It was cold and empty; Damon Blackwood had already left for the office.

She reached for her phone on the nightstand and squinted at the screen. It was already eleven in the morning. Since she’d become pregnant, her sleep had improved drastically. She had turned in early the night before and slept straight through, clocking in over twelve hours of rest.

Feeling refreshed and in a surprisingly good mood, she got up to wash her face. She took her time tidying the bed before stepping out of the room, intending to whip up something quick and easy for lunch.

But the moment she reached the living room, she froze. Her breath hitched in her throat, her eyes widening in sheer confusion.

“Aubrey! You’re finally awake. Lunch is almost ready,” Victoria Stone chirped, clad in an apron. She was busy placing steaming dishes on the dining table, her face lit up with a beaming, affectionate smile. “Just one more vegetable dish to go. Give us a second.”

Chase Blackwood was nearby, meticulously setting out the silverware. His usually stern, icy features had softened into something remarkably kind. “Come on over and sit down, Aubrey,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. “Don’t just stand there. We’re about to eat.”

On the other side of the room, Tracy Blackwood was busy unpacking bags of high–end health supplements and lining them up on the sideboard. Seeing Aubrey’s stunned expression, she let out a playful laugh. “Don’t just stand there in a daze, Aubrey. We all know you’re pregnant. Mom and Dad bought all these prenatal vitamins and supplements just for you.”

Aubrey wondered, Was it Damon who told them? She felt a wave of pressure–a profound sense of being cherished, yet it was heavy all the same. She walked over to the dining table and offered a polite greeting. “Mr. Blackwood, Mrs. Blackwood…”

“Sit, sit! Make yourself at home,” they insisted warmly.

She sat down, feeling a bit stiff and shy, while Tracy came over and took the seat right next to her.

“Tracy,” Aubrey said, acknowledging her.

Tracy looped an arm through hers, a bright smile on her face. “Congratulations, Aubrey!”

“Thank you.”

“Mom and Dad were absolutely thrilled when they heard the news,” Tracy continued, her voice bubbling with excitement. “But then they heard about Mrs. Quinn trying to drug you, and they were so spooked they didn’t sleep a wink. They were up at the crack of dawn to buy these supplements and went to the market themselves just to cook for you. They even told Damon they want to move in here to look after you personally.”

Aubrey pressed her lips together, a faint smile touching her face as her eyes suddenly grew hot. A warm current surged through her chest. Being loved by Damon meant being embraced by his entire family. The sheer weight of that affection was profound.

“I want to stay here too,” Tracy said, her big eyes blinking with anticipation. “I can keep you company after I get off work. Is that okay, Aubrey?”

“Of course,” Aubrey replied, squeezing Tracy’s hand. Her heart felt like it was melting. “Thank you, Tracy.”

Once the food was all laid out, Tracy stood up. “I’ll go grab Olivia for lunch.”

It was only then that Aubrey realized she hadn’t seen her. She looked around the room. “Where is Olivia?”

“She was studying at the coffee table earlier–she’s so focused–but the table was too low, and sitting on the floor like that is just uncomfortable. Mom and Dad sent her up to the study instead,” Tracy explained.

Aubrey felt a sharp pang of guilt for overlooking such a simple thing. Olivia was working toward a direct PhD track next year and was pouring every ounce of her energy into her research. Aubrey realized she should have arranged a proper study space for her long ago.

A moment later, everyone gathered around the dining table for lunch. Olivia remained as reserved as ever, keeping her head down and eating in silence the entire time.

Aubrey’s plate was soon piled high with food as Chase and Victoria constantly served her, doting on her with every bite,

Throughout the meal, Victoria was a constant stream of gentle concern, asking how she was feeling, if she had any cravings, or if there was anything at

all she needed.

Chase told her not to feel any pressure or burden–just to relax, clear her mind, and focus entirely on her health.

Their affection hit her like a tidal wave, so overwhelming and pure that she found herself slightly unmoored by the sheer weight of it.

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After lunch, Victoria looked at her tentatively. “Aubrey, dear… would it be alright if we stayed here at your place for a white?”

That polite inquiry, and specifically the phrasing “your place“-offered Aubrey an immense sense of respect and security. It was a clear acknowledgment that she, as Damon’s partner, was truly the mistress of this home, and her in–laws were seeking her blessing, a profound gesture of acceptance in their family dynamic. Having in laws who were this understanding, respectful, and genuinely loving was a rarity in this world.

In that moment, it finally sank im Aubrey Hayes had a home of her own.

The hormonal shifts of pregnancy often left her feeling overly sentimental and raw. With a watery smile, she nodded. “Of course. You can stay as long as you’d like.”

“I’m taking over the kitchen from now on,” Victoria said with a bright smile. “That’s my job now.”

Chase chimed in, “And I’ll be her sous chef whenever I have a spare moment.”

Tracy didn’t want to be left out either. “I’m actually a pretty decent cook myself.”

“Don’t even start,” Victoria teased with a soft laugh. “Compared to your brothers, your skills are miles behind.”

Tracy remained undeterred. She looped her arm through Aubrey’s, leaning into her affectionately. “I’m still probably better than my sister–in–law, though,” she teased, her voice full of playfulness.

A radiant smile spread across Aubrey’s face, her heart feeling as though it had been dipped in honey. That was exactly what it felt like–pure, unadulterated sweetness. A sweetness that came from being a part of Damon’s family.

Olivia, who had been sitting quietly to the side, watched them with eyes full of envy. Her smile seemed to catch the light of their joy, as if she were stealing a small piece of their happiness and warmth for herself. It was like watching the protagonists of a movie; seeing them reach their happy ending made her feel a sense of borrowed bliss.

She found herself daydreaming about the day Aubrey and Mr. Blackwood would welcome a healthy baby into the world, the final piece of the puzzle that would make this family’s happiness complete.

Olivia remained on the periphery, a silent observer of their domestic bliss.

She couldn’t help but envy Aubrey. Every single day, the moment Mr. Blackwood walked through the door, his first priority was his wife. He’d pull Aubrey onto his lap, holding her close as he peppered her with questions–how she was feeling, what her mood was like, what she had done with her day, and even the smallest details of what she’d eaten.

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