Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 214

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er bleary eyes open. Sunlight flooded the room. Damon was propped up on one hand, leaning over her. His gaze was

y tender.

r eyes, then squeezed them shut again. Rolling onto her side, she asked in a groggy, weak voice, “What time is it?”

e–fifteen,” Damon said, stroking her hair. “Get up and get ready. I’m taking you out to eat.”

p so long?” Aubrey sat up, bracing herself. The duvet slid off her shoulders. She bowed her head, her long hair her chest.

alf–asleep when she felt a heavy coat draped over her. “Arms up,” Damon’s voice whispered in her ear. She obeyed, ms like a child.

nto her shoulders, and a comb ran through her long hair, gentle and soothing. Then came the hair tie, pulling it back. the blanket was pulled away and socks were slid onto her feet that she finally snapped out of it. After all, clothes and just move on their own.

er eyes again and watched Damon. He was handling every little detail with such care–like a father with a child, or a

a wife. He was so patient, so gentle. Deep down, her heart completely melted.

yone not fall for a man like this?

now why she’d never worried about leaving him after her memory loss. It would be insane for any normal person to >m someone who treated them like this.

off into her thoughts, Damon watched her dazed expression with a half–smile. “Want me to carry you to the

e murmured.

:self out of it. “No,” she said, quickly sliding out of bed and into her shoes. “I can do it.”

nto the bathroom.

ont of the mirror, Aubrey pressed her hands to her flushed cheeks. She looked at her reflection, her heart skipping a

n… it really was as easy as breathing.

how he had tied her hair. It was neat and actually looked good. *If I ever had his daughter, he’d probably be great at

her, wouldn’t he?*

ought of having his baby hit her like a wave, making her face flush even hotter. She quickly turned on the faucet and water over her skin, desperate to wash away the dangerous thoughts.

tre ready, they left the dorm together and headed down to the cafeteria.

dshailowow, she finally saw where they were. It was a desolate, barren wasteland of mountains. No towns, no shops–nothing

the middle of nowhere.

zan het her

septime to

Was starting to buzz. Most everyone was decked out in their aerospace uniforms, but I caught sight of a few people in

families, most likely. There was even a toddler, maybe three or four, sitting at a table and focused on his food.

Families really were allowed to visit.

ing Damon as we walked in. He was polite, introducing me to his colleagues as we passed.

but everyone was respectful. It was all just quick nods and brief hellos–nothing that made me feel overwhelmed.

the buffet. I wasn’t exactly hungry, so I just grabbed a couple of things I liked and found an empty table. Damon e buffet to finish getting his food.

dore?” a woman’s voice suddenly asked from beside her.

P and saw Serena Shaw standing there with a tray, a polite smile on her face.

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She blinked her bleary eyes open. Sunlight flooded the room. Damon was propped up on one hand, leaning over her. His gaze was soft, meltingly tender.

She opened her eyes, then squeezed them shut again. Rolling onto her side, she asked in a groggy, weak voice, “What time is it?”

“Noon. Twelve–fifteen,” Damon said, stroking her hair. “Get up and get ready. I’m taking you out to eat.”

“How did I sleep so long?” Aubrey sat up, bracing herself. The duvet slid off her shoulders. She bowed her head, her long hair spilling over her chest.

She was still half–asleep when she felt a heavy coat draped over her. “Arms up,” Damon’s voice whispered in her ear. She obeyed, lifting her arms like a child.

The coat slid onto her shoulders, and a comb ran through her long hair, gentle and soothing. Then came the hair tie, pulling it back. It wasn’t until the blanket was pulled away and socks were slid onto her feet that she finally snapped out of it. After all, clothes and combs didn’t just move on their own.

She opened her eyes again and watched Damon. He was handling every little detail with such care–like a father with a child, or a husband with a wife. He was so patient, so gentle. Deep down, her heart completely melted.

How could anyone not fall for a man like this?

It made sense now why she’d never worried about leaving him after her memory loss. It would be insane for any normal person to walk away from someone who treated them like this.

As she drifted off into her thoughts, Damon watched her dazed expression with a half–smile. “Want me to carry you to the

bathroom?” he murmured.

She shook herself out of it. “No,” she said, quickly sliding out of bed and into her shoes. “I can do it.”

She hurried into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, Aubrey pressed her hands to her flushed cheeks. She looked at her reflection, her heart skipping a

beat.

Loving Damon… it really was as easy as breathing.

She looked at how he had tied her hair. It was neat and actually looked good. *If I ever had his daughter, he’d probably be great at taking care of her, wouldn’t he?*

The sudden thought of having his baby hit her like a wave, making her face flush even hotter. She quickly turned on the faucet and splashed cold water over her skin, desperate to wash away the dangerous thoughts.

Once they were ready, they left the dorm together and headed down to the cafeteria.

In the daylight, she finally saw where they were. It was a desolate, barren wasteland of mountains. No towns, no shops–nothing. They were in the middle of nowhere.

The cafeteria was starting to buzz. Most everyone was decked out in their aerospace uniforms, but I caught sight of a few people in casual clothes–families, most likely. There was even a toddler, maybe three or four, sitting at a table and focused on his food.

So, it was true. Families really were allowed to visit.

People kept greeting Damon as we walked in. He was polite, introducing me to his colleagues as we passed.

I felt a little stiff, but everyone was respectful. It was all just quick nods and brief hellos–nothing that made me feel overwhelmed.

Damon led me to the buffet. I wasn’t exactly hungry, so I just grabbed a couple of things I liked and found an empty table. Damon stayed back at the buffet to finish getting his food.

Mind if I sit here?” a woman’s voice suddenly asked from beside her.

Aubrey looked up and saw Serena Shaw standing there with a tray, a polite smile on her face.

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Refusing would have seemed cold and rude, so Aubrey just gave a small nod.

Serena sat down beside her.

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A moment later, Ryan Carter joined them. He didn’t bother asking–he just sat directly across from Serena and Aubrey.

Aubrey didn’t like the guy; she couldn’t, not after what he’d done to her best friend.

Ryan set his tray down and pulled two red wedding invitations from his pocket. He held them out to Serena and Aubrey. Tm getting married next month. You guys have to come.”

“Congratulations,” Serena said, taking the card and opening it.

Aubrey didn’t reach for hers, making things a bit awkward. Once Damon sat down, Ryan pushed the invitation toward him instead. “Damon, bring Aubrey with you.”

Damon took the invitation and tossed it on the table. “We’ll see if we have time,” he said tonelessly.

“Fair enough,” Ryan said with a nod, picking up his chopsticks to eat.

Serena closed her invitation and looked at Damon curiously. “This is Ryan’s second marriage already. You’ve known him for over ten years, right? When are you planning to tie the knot, Damon?”

Damon went still.

Aubrey kept her head down and focused on her food. She didn’t want to say a word. Ryan’s presence alone made her skin crawl.

They aren’t getting married,” Ryan blurted out suddenly. “Aubrey’s dad is behind bars.”

Serena froze, her teeth clenching her chopsticks. Her dark eyes shifted to Damon, deep and unreadable.

Aubrey glared at Ryan. The man had zero sense of boundaries. How could he just throw her personal life out there like it was casual

lunch talk?

Ryan didn’t even notice he’d crossed a line. He kept eating, his mouth full. “Aubrey, you and Sierra are the same age, right? You’re turning thirty in six months. If you don’t hurry up and have kids, you’re going to be an ‘older‘ mother. It gets risky once you hit that age.”

Damon’s face darkened instantly. His fists clenched tight on the table as he turned to glare at Ryan. “What the hell does that have to do with you?”

“Hey, I’m just looking out for you guys,” Ryan said, acting innocent.

Damon was about to snap back, but Aubrey reached out and pressed her hand over his, signaling him to stay quiet. He was too much of a gentleman for this. His insults wouldn’t have enough bite, and she didn’t want him trashing his professional reputation or causing drama at the office over a jerk like Ryan.

If anyone was going to burn this bridge, it would be her.

She looked at Ryan, her voice cool and level. “So, did you actually manage to pay your full child support this month?”

Instantly, the smile wiped off Ryan’s face.

Aubrey smiled, her tone sharp and mocking. “You neglect your own smart kid just to raise someone else’s child with autism? You really are a saint, aren’t you? Such boundless love. Lily Moore treats you like a stepping stone, a sucker, and a doormat–free labor for her kid–and you treat her like a prize. Your ‘devotion‘ is truly something else.”

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