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Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Longing, Heading Home

I’ve only been here a few days. 1-

He cut her off before she could finish. It’s been nine days. Tomorrow makes ten. Whatever business you had there should be finished by nero, shouldn’t it? Exactly how much longer do you plan on staying?

HmmShe pretended to think about it, though her heart did a little flutter. He’d been counting the day’s

His voice softened even more. It’s November, Aubrey, Pear season is almost over. I’ve got the last batch in the fridge, but if you don’t come back s they’re going to go bad.

She wasn’t that desperate for pears, so she took her time replying. They’re in the fridge, Damon. They’ll last a long time in there.

The first snow is supposed to hit in late November,he said quietly. You always loved the snow. Don’t you want to be here for the first one

It’s still tshirt weather here in Crestview. You have no idea how nice it is,Aubrey said, her voice bright with a smile. A flutter of excitement timed in her chest. She loved that he was digging for excuses to get her back.

silence fell over the line. For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of his heavy, ragged breathing.

he stayed quiet, waiting. Neither of them hung up; neither said a word. The silence stretched between them, thick with a longing that didn’t need words to be felt.

inally, Damon spoke. His voice was lower now, laced with a faint trace of sadness. It’s late. Go home and get some rest. Stop hanging around places ike that. It’s not good for you.

Are you worried I’m going to order a few male hosts? Aubrey whispered.

Jo,he muttered.

Really?

Yeah.

Then I think I’ll stay a bit longer,Aubrey said, her voice slow and playful. I haven’t had my fill of fun yet.

lis tone snapped back to serious. Go home. Give me the address. I’m calling you an Uber.

No need. Sierra drove us here, and we haven’t touched a drop of alcohol.

AubreyHis voice grew even sterner. Don’t make me worry.

Aubrey could feel the tension in his voicea mix of simmering anger and genuine concern. She softened her tone. “I get it. I’m leaving right now.

FaceTime me when you get back.

le was clearly on edge, though at least he’d stopped pressuring her to come back to the city for now.

hinking back to his last message on the Grid, Aubrey felt a prick of annoyance. I wouldn’t want to disturb you,she said, her voice dripping with arcasm. You’re so busy, you can’t even find a second to chat at night.

Are you mad?

No,Aubrey lied. Thinking about how he’d basically ghosted her for the past few days, she definitely felt a sting. That was exactly why she was waiting ntil tomorrow to head back. I’m hanging up.

efore he could say another word, she cut the line.

he went back inside the club, grabbed Sierra, and pulled her out.

he hadn’t told Damon she was flying back tomorrow. In fact, she hadn’t told anyone but Sierra.

The next morning, Sierra dropped her off at the airport.

They weren’t sad to say goodbye. Both were in good spirits as they picked a time to meet up again next year.

They had grown up together, but they both had their own paths to follow. There was no regret in heading in different directions. They just shared a mile and said, See you at the top.

t was a promiseto reach the peak of their respective careers and build their own legacies.

Life was about more than just romance, family, or friends. There was so much more out there to chase.

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Yeah,Aubrey murmured, her eyes scanning the house Is Damon at work?

I don’t know where he is, ma’am. He hasn’t been home for ten days!

Ten days? Aubrey let go of her suitcase and sank onto the sofa. She pulled out her phone and opened the Grid to message Tracy.

Tracy, is your brother staying with your parents?]

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I was in Crestview for ten days, and the housekeeper says he hasn’t been home the whole time. Where is he?]

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Where’s the base?]

No idea. It’s classified. You back in New Haven?]

Yeah]

Just send him a text. He’ll see it when he’s not busy.]

Will do. I got you a gift; I’ll give it to you next time we hang out.]

Thanks, Aubrey!] Tracy added a blowingkiss emoji.

Achool Aubrey sneezed, rubbing her itchy nose. She grabbed a tissue from the coffee table, wiped her face, and then pulled up her chat with Damon.

The stared at his last message: Nothing!

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