Page 91 of Champagne Nights

“Yes. I am.” His hand lightly touched my arm.

“I have a question for you, and I want an honest answer.”

“Okay.”

“Could you be with me if I never got my eyesight back?”

“Yes, Aubrey. Of course, I could, and I would. The only thing that matters to me is being with you. Fuck. Do you have any idea how hard this has been for me? How many times I’ve wanted to reach out to you? But I couldn’t because I was afraid you’d tell me to go to hell after what I’d done.”

“I do know because I’ve felt the same way. I’m sorry, Ethan, for the horrible things I said to you. I had no right getting so angry the way I did.”

“Sweetheart, I had no right to contact Dr. Marchetti without speaking to you first.” He took hold of my hand. “I’ve missed you so much, but I wanted to give you as much space and time as you needed. I’ve been miserable without you.”

“So have I, and I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too, baby. I really am.”

I felt his arms wrap tightly around me.

“I need you to forgive me, Aubrey.”

“I do, and I need you to forgive me. There’s a reason why I became so upset with you, and we can talk about that later.”

“Listen, nothing in this world matters to me more than being with you. I need you in my life.”

“And I need you, Ethan. I would like you to do something for me.”

“I’ll do anything for you.”

“I want you to call Dr. Marchetti and set up an appointment to see him. I’ll sign the papers so he can get my medical report from the accident because I’m ready to see if he can help me.”

“Aubrey, let’s just forget about him. I never should have contacted him in the first place. I want you just the way you are.”

“I appreciate that, but this is my decision, and I’m ready to do this. I want to do it for me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’m positive.”

His grip around me tightened before he broke our embrace, and our lips locked in a passionate kiss.

“I love you so much, Aubrey Callahan.”

“I love you too, Ethan.” I smiled.

Before I knew it, he swooped me up and carried me out of his office.

“Lucy, clear my schedule. I’m taking the rest of the day off, and I don’t want to be disturbed. Call Harry and have him pull the car around.”

“Have a great day, Mr. Klein,” she spoke with excitement.

“What are you doing?” I giggled.

“I’m taking you back to my house, and we’re spending the rest of the day in bed. We have a lot of making up to do.” He kissed my lips.

“I love that idea.” I smiled.

Ethan calledDr. Marchetti and set my appointment for next Thursday. I spoke with the principal of the school and arranged to have Thursday and Friday off so I could travel to Boston. Dr. Marchetti said that we’d have the consultation on Thursday and schedule the surgery for Friday morning. The night before Ethan and I left, we had a goodbye dinner with my Aunt Charlotte, Mr. Morris, Ian and Rigby, and Penelope.

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