Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 51

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As their eyes locked, the oppressive atmosphere felt like it was crushing the air from her lungs. Aubrey’s heart sank, heavy as lead.

Ethan took a step, moving toward Damon.

Tll go explain everything to Damon.”

Aubrey quickly grabbed his sleeve.

Ethan paused, turning to Aubrey. “If you don’t make it clear now,” he whispered, “he’s definitely going to get

the wrong idea.”

Telling Damon about his sexuality would only lead Damon to start digging into the real reasons behind her abrupt breakup five years ago, wouldn’t it?

Ethan knew she was too scared to tell him.

“You don’t need to explain,” Aubrey said, her voice carefully even.“He’ll believe me.”

Ethan scoffed, a sneer twisting his lips. “Are you kidding me? Do you seriously think you understand men better than I do?”

“What about Damon? What makes him so special?”

Aubrey didn’t answer, but her thoughts raced.

Yes, he was different. Completely.

When Damon loved, he loved fiercely and without conditions. He’d trust you completely, wouldn’t let anyone drive a wedge between you.

That was Damon. Her Damon. The man she’d loved for nine long years.

Damon’s gaze settled on Aubrey’s hand, still clutching Ethan’s shirt. His eyes, already stormy, darkened further, a dangerous glint in their depths.

He strode forward, his steps predatory. His hand closed around Aubrey’s wrist, a non–negotiable grip. Without a word, he pulled her, almost dragged her, toward the main exit.

Aubrey wasn’t in a hurry, but Ethan was, chasing after them.“Damon, you need to explain to Bree that this wasn’t some setup I planned. I honestly had no idea you were leaving work this early. You have to clear my name on this.”

Damon’s steps faltered, and he stopped.

A cold stillness radiated from his back. He hesitated for a few seconds before turning to face Ethan, his voice icy.“What did you just call her?”

Ethan seemed unfazed.“Bree!”

Damon frowned, then looked at Aubrey.“You let him call you Bree?”

Aubrey didn’t dare to speak. It was true Ethan Sterling had been calling her Bree, a childhood nickname, for over twenty years; she was numb to it now, felt absolutely nothing.

Damon pressed his lips into a bitter line, his jawline going rigid. A flicker of anger sparked in his deep black eyes as he looked at Ethan.“What do you want me to explain?” he bit out.“It’s obvious this was intentional, wasn’t it?”

Ethan stared at Damon, wide–eyed. He shook his head, a stunned laugh escaping him.“My God, I never thought even you, Damon, would be so manipulative. You framed me! I’m truly disillusioned with you.”

Damon ignored him, hauling Aubrey into the building’s main entrance and then into the elevator.

The entire way up, Damon’s face remained grim, not uttering a single word.

Aubrey’s wrist throbbed from where he’d roughly pulled her home. The moment the front door clicked shut, Damon finally released her.

He didn’t even bother to take off his shoes, striding to the living room couch and sinking down. His heavy frame leaned back, his grim, troubled expression profoundly unsettling as he closed his eyes, feigning sleep.

Aubrey rubbed her wrist, slipped off her shoes, and set down her bag.

She walked over and sat beside Damon, turning sideways to press her cheek against his chest, her arms wrapping around his waist as she held him tightly.

The sudden embrace made Damon’s body stiffen slightly.

“Shouldn’t you explain first?” Damon didn’t push her away, nor did he hug her back, his voice cool and deep.

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Aubrey froze, started into looking up to meet his blazing gaze

The moment she saw the raw redness in Damon’s eyes, she knew she’d wounded him again.

She knew Damon’s love was sincere, pure, and fiercely passionate.

When he loved, he gave his trust completely, 100 percent, believing every word she said without question

This was why she hadn’t feared Damon would misunderstand her and Ethan, even if she hadn’t explained herself.

But she couldn’t exploit Damon’s genuine and fervent love, hurting him repeatedly.

She couldn’t bear it.

Now that her father’s case was on the brink of being overturned, she could finally envision a future with Damon, forever.

She didn’t want to hide her heart anymore.

“No, I don’t love Ethan. There’s never been anything romantic between us, not ever since we were kids. In my heart, he’s always just been a childfood friend.”

Her words made Damon let out a profoundly bitter laugh.“Aubrey, have you forgotten why we broke up five years ago

“Five years ago, I didn’t love Ethan either.” As Aubrey recalled the scenes from their breakup now, her heart still ached so much she could barely breathe. She let out a heavy breath and whispered, her gaze lowered, “Ethan and I grew up together; if I loved him, I never would have dated you for four years. Everything I said to hurt you when we broke up, it was all lies. I was in so much pain then too,” Damon suddenly cupped her face, tilting her chin up to meet her clear, glistening eyes. Shock filled his. Aubrey stared into Damon’s bloodshot, glistening eyes, her heart aching with a dull throb.

A fresh wave of overwhelming guilt crashed over her, remembering the pain she’d once caused him.

Damon’s brows knit together into a furious knot, frustration choking him. His gaze lingered on her for a long moment, heavy with unspoken pain, his voice a raw, mournful whisper: “But why? Why did you break up with me back then? Why did you do that to me

“Because…” The words that were about to spill from Aubrey’s lips caught in her throat.

Her mind flashed back to what Damon’s aunt had told her.

For a prominent family like the Blackwoods, the eldest aunt wasn’t just an aunt; she was the family’s undisputed matriarch. Every decision she made, every move she orchestrated, stemmed from a single purpose: to uphold the family’s glory and reputation, and to meticulously chart a brilliant future for each of its younger members.

She’d promised her aunt she wouldn’t tell Damon about her father’s imprisonment; otherwise, he’d surely get involved.

If Damon got involved, his future and career would be irrevocably shattered.

So, she had to carry this burden alone, until her father walked out of prison, his name cleared. Only then could she finally explain everything to him. Her silence fueled Damon’s suspicions. He couldn’t wait to ask, “Is it about money?”

Aubrey stiffened.

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Damon’s heart twisted in his chest. “You don’t love Ethan, but you wanted more money, more material comfort, right?”

Aubrey let out a shaky breath.“You can see it that way if you want,” she said, her voice softer. “But I’ve never loved Ethan, not for a single day. The only man I have ever loved, from the very start, is you, Damon. Only you.”

His eyes blazing red, Damon yanked her into his arms, holding her fiercely.

Aubrey felt the powerful grip of his arms, so strong they nearly squeezed the breath from her.

She was a tangle of sadness and fierce tenderness, wrapping her arms around his waist and gently stroking his back.

“I’m sorry, Bree.” Damon’s voice was hoarse, each word a raw, bleeding wound. “For making you endure hardship alongside me during those four years.

I regret my youthful pride, insisting on earning everything myself. My meager part–time wages, after tuition, rent, and food, left you with so, so little. You were with me for four years, and I never even bought you a single decent gift.”

His words sliced into Aubrey’s heart like a knife, leaving her raw and bleeding. Tears welled uncontrollably, spilling over and tracing hot paths down her pale cheeks.

She had never once cared, never once resented him.

Damon’s agony and guilt tore at her, and she still couldn’t explain anything.

“I’m the one who’s sorry, Damon,” Aubrey choked out, murmuring.“Don’t blame yourself. It’s all my fault.”

“Never again. I won’t let you suffer with me ever again.” Damon gently pushed her away, cupping her face in his hands. His red–rimmed eyes, brimming with unshed tears, were filled with a burning sincerity. He rasped, “I’ll give you everything. I’ll give you the best life, materially.”

Aubrey’s heart was a chaotic mess of emotion. She bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears, but thick tears, like a broken string of pearls, streamed down

her cheeks.

Damon wiped her tears away with his thumb, then lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss started soft, then deepened. It grew fervent and wild. As passion consumed him, he found himself losing control.

Aubrey was pushed back until she lay on the sofa.

His kiss seemed to shift, moving beyond tenderness and towards pure desire. His body instinctively pressed down against her soft, yielding form. His hand traced a path from her neck, drifting lower.

His lips drifted from hers, trailing a hot path across her cheek and down.

It was what she’d longed for, what she’d anticipated for so long.

Just as it seemed inevitable, a wave of nerves washed over her, preventing her from fully surrendering to the moment.“Damon,” she blurted out, the words surprising even herself, “I bought you a gift. Do you want to see it?”

Damon froze, reason crashing back into him. He lingered over her for a beat, then pushed himself up, pulling her gently with him until they were both seated.“What gift?”

Aubrey beamed, reaching for her backpack. She pulled out a small bag and eagerly handed it to him.

A flicker of curiosity sparked in Damon’s eyes.“You bought this specifically for me?”

‘Mm–hmm, take a look.” Aubrey’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Damon looked down. The instant his fingers brushed the opening of the bag, Aubrey’s hand shot out, pressing firmly over the top. She spoke quickly, nervous tremor in her voice.“Just so you know, it’s really not expensive. Please don’t get your hopes up too high. I’d hate for you to be disappointed.”

Damon tenderly ruffled her hair. “Even if you folded me a paper airplane, I would cherish it. I wouldn’t be disappointed.”

“Okay then.” Aubrey pulled her hand back, a happy flush coloring her cheeks. Her heart was thrumming even more anxiously than the recipient’s, desperate to see his reaction.

Damon reached into the bag and pulled out the phone case. The moment he saw the design on it, his eyes lit up like stars, and a smile he couldn’t suppress curved his lips.

“Why is it only your back? Where’s mine?” Damon recognized the image at once.

Aubrey pulled out her own phone, flipping it over to reveal its back. “You’re on mine,” she said.

Damon’s face instantly lit up as he saw the design on her phone case, the matching half of their couple’s set. He eagerly pulled out his own phone, unable to wait to swap on the new case.

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With the new case on, his smile sweetened even further, as if he’d just tasted honey, making him look incredibly gentle, refined, and softly handsome.

“It’s beautiful,” he murmured.

Aubrey asked, a blush coloring her cheeks, “I’m a grown woman, still into couple phone cases. Don’t you think that’s a little childish?”

“Never.” Damon hooked an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close into his embrace, and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.“Love knows no age. Even when we’re old and gray, we’ll still express our love for each other just like this.”

“I’m going to use this phone case forever.” Aubrey lifted her phone, gazing lovingly at the design on the back. His handsome silhouette against the dazzling fireworks felt so perfect, so captivating.

“What if you get a new phone?” Damon asked.

“Then I’ll just have this design reprinted on my new phone case,” Aubrey said, smiling softly. She looked up at him, her face beaming with happiness. “What about you? Will you use yours forever?”

“Whether I use it or not, depends entirely on you.”

“What do you mean?”

“If you love me,” Damon murmured, “I’ll keep it until the day I’m in my coffin, buried with me like our wedding rings. But if you stop loving me, I won’t use it anymore. I wouldn’t want the sight of it to break

my heart.”

Aubrey put down her phone, leaned in, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his soft lips.

She would love him forever, until she was old, until she died. And if his love was as true and unwavering throughout his life, then she’d want to love him in the next life too.

Damon’s eyes softened with affection, his hands cupping her slender waist.“Bree,” he murmured, “let’s go out for dinner, see a movie, go shopping, go on a date, okay?”

Aubrey nodded, glancing at the wall clock.

It was just past three in the afternoon. Plenty of time. Surely enough time for one more round in bed, right?

She lowered her gaze, her voice light and a little shy.“So,” she began,“should we… continue?”

“Continue what?” Damon asked, confused.

At his question, Aubrey’s cheeks flushed instantly, her ears burning crimson.

She was mortified!

Why did her mind always go there? Damon wasn’t even as lustful as she was.

“It’s nothing,” Aubrey said, getting up awkwardly.“I’ll just go back to my room, freshen up, and change before our date.”

Suddenly, Damon grabbed her wrist, yanking her onto his lap.

Caught off guard, Aubrey tumbled into his embrace, her hand rising slightly, nervously, to rest flat against his chest, her eyes shyly gazing up at him.

A teasing smile played on Damon’s lips.“Why are you blushing?”

Aubrey raised a hand to cover her burning cheeks, her eyes darting away.“I’m not. It’s just a little stuffy in here.”

Damon pressed his lips to her ear, his husky voice both enticing and seductive as he whispered. “Bree, I’ve been waiting for you.”

A warm blush crept up Aubrey’s neck, making her ears tingle, and she instinctively pulled back, unable to meet his burning gaze.

What did he mean by that?

Was he waiting for her to make the first move?

Aubrey froze, a delicate flush of pink spreading from her ears all the way down her neck. She felt a sudden rush of heat.

He had to be doing this on purpose.

He knew she was always so proper, so hesitant to let go when it came to intimacy. For over three years, she’d lived with him, and he’d always been the one to initiate. In bed, she was terribly shy, always stifling her moans, afraid they’d sound too uninhibited. She never dared to do it with the lights on. If he insisted on keeping the lights on, or if he initiated during the day, she would just close her eyes, too mortified to meet his gaze, much less witness the intimate way their bodies moved together. She used to worry Damon would find her too uptight, too boring. But back then, she was too young, ultimately just too shy to truly let go. Now, at twenty–seven, even with her ingrained modesty, she was an experienced woman, seasoned by over three

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years of batheary he wok a deep breath, meeting Damon’s deep, fiery gaze, and lightly bit her lower lip.

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