# Chapter 11: The Long-Awaited Reunion
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 11 of "The girl of his dreams." This chapter is a beautiful bridge between longing and fulfillment, a moment where Aubrey's past, present, and future all collide in the most deliciously complicated way. So settle in, because we are heading from the warm family home in San Diego straight into the electric embrace of San Francisco.
The chapter opens with Aubrey sharing a tender, teasing moment with her mother, Lorena. There is so much love in that kitchen, so much nostalgia. Lorena reminds Aubrey that she was always too hard on herself, that all her parents ever wanted was for her to be happy, loved, and protected. Aubrey grins and points out that her mother still keeps every trophy, medal, and even old Jump Rope for Heart certificate carefully arranged and dusted in her childhood room. Lorena refuses to let any of it go. She is a proud packrat, and she admits it freely. It is a sweet reminder that Aubrey comes from a home where she was cherished, even when she could not see it herself.
But beneath the warmth, Aubrey is already looking north. She has been back in San Diego for two weeks, and she has already booked her flight to San Francisco. She refused Jordan's offer to buy her a ticket, because Aubrey is determined not to become dependent on him. Her parents have dismissed her guilt about leaving so soon. They are busy with final exams and theses, and soon they will travel to Maine and the eastern Canadian provinces. Her brothers are equally occupied—Josiah with immigration cases, Mateo finishing his residency before joining Doctors Without Borders in El Salvador. So the timing feels perfect for Aubrey to visit Jordan. She is between jobs, she has been working nonstop for years, and now she can take a breath, contemplate her future, and spend time with the most exciting, sophisticated, and sexually experienced man she has ever met.
And Jordan has kept his promise. He has stayed in constant contact. Texts, emails, phone calls, Skype—he has been present every single day. Aubrey remembers their goodbye at the Maui airport as if it were yesterday. She can still hear Jordan teasing her not to look so sad, telling her a ridiculous story about accidentally walking into the ladies' room and being chased out by screaming teenagers. She had laughed through her heartache. He had held her, kissed her, and promised that the time would fly. He had also promised something far more important: that he would remain faithful. Jordan knew exactly what she was worried about. He admitted his past as a player, his appetite for sex, his long parade of women. But he swore to her that Aubrey was different. She was Dom Perignon, and he would never settle for cheap champagne again. He promised not to drag out his little black book or troll singles bars. He even swore he would not flirt—though Aubrey rolled her eyes at that one, because flirting is like breathing to Jordan Reeves. Still, his vow made her heart soar.
Now, nearly six weeks later, Aubrey is counting the hours until she sees him again. She misses him terribly, not just emotionally, but physically. Jordan awakened something in her that she never knew existed. He turned her into a woman who craves intimacy, who dreams of his touch, who feels alive in a way she never had before. While packing, she sorts through old clothes, setting aside things for San Francisco and tossing others into a charity pile. She knows she needs to shop. Maui and San Diego wardrobes of shorts, tank tops, and bikinis will not cut it in sophisticated San Francisco. She does not want to embarrass Jordan in front of his friends or patients. And she absolutely refuses to let him buy her more things.
Then her phone pings. It is Jordan, of course. He sends two selfies, wearing nothing but close-fitting briefs, and asks whether she prefers black or navy. He wants to wear her favorite color when he picks her up at the airport—under his clothes, that is. Aubrey studies the photos, admiring his taut abs, lean hips, and the unmistakable bulge at his crotch. She grins wickedly and replies that he might as well go commando, because that is one less article of clothing she will have to tear off his body once they get to his place. It is playful, bold, and exactly the kind of heat that has been simmering between them for weeks.
Then the story shifts to Jordan, pacing anxiously around the arrivals area at San Francisco International Airport. He has arrived a full half hour early, unable to wait. He has been preparing for this moment since he left Maui. And he has gone completely overboard. He had the entire condo freshly painted, the carpets and hardwood floors cleaned, new drapes hung in the living room. In the master bedroom, he bought new sheets, pillows, a duvet, and even a brand-new mattress. He wanted everything fresh for Aubrey. He has stocked groceries she likes, hired his housekeeper for extra cleaning, bought guidebooks and maps, made her an extra key, and filled the bathroom with toiletries. He even bought her a few new outfits for the posh restaurants and private club he plans to take her to. He knows she will protest, but he cannot help himself. He wants her to feel comfortable, wanted, and at home.
He is carrying a bouquet of yellow roses, hoping they will soften her up. But he is also carrying a secret. His friends Finn and Max have already grilled him mercilessly. They cannot believe he has invited a woman to live with him. They cannot believe he has gone weeks without sex. Finn choked on his sandwich when Jordan admitted it. Max calmly pointed out that monks do not engage in sexual activity—that is why they are monks. Finn demanded photos, preferably nude ones. Jordan refused. He told them Aubrey is a knockout, but he would not share her pictures. He warned them to back off and give him space. But the real reason he is so adamant about keeping Aubrey away from his friends is not just privacy. It is Tessa.
Aubrey looks strikingly like Tessa Gregson. Jordan knows that if Finn or Max saw her, they would notice immediately. And if Ian Gregson saw Jordan with a woman who resembled his wife, there would be serious explaining to do. Jordan has been trying to manage the impossible. He saw Tessa at her six-week postpartum checkup recently, and for the first time since meeting her, he felt nothing. His infatuation had faded. He had not wished to trade places with Ian. He had not thought about her after she left. Because now he has Aubrey—a woman who laughs at his dirty jokes and fires back with dirtier ones, a tigress in bed, a woman who makes him happier than he has been in forever. He tells himself not to mess this up. He knows he will never meet anyone like Aubrey again.
Then she appears. Aubrey steps out of the crowd, more beautiful than his memories or photos. She wears skinny jeans that make her legs look endless, a simple black long-sleeved T-shirt that clings to her curves, and pale pink lip gloss. Her blonde hair hangs loose. Jordan's heart aches at the sight of her. She spots him, her face lights up with joy, and they rush toward each other. She flings herself into his arms, and he kisses her with hungry, relentless passion, not caring who watches. When he finally lifts his head, Aubrey is breathless. She murmurs that this answers whether he missed her. He laughs and tells her words cannot express how much. She teases him about public displays of affection, then suggests they continue the reunion in private.
He gives her the yellow roses. She admits yellow is her favorite color and thanks him. He warns her that more surprises await at his place, and she should not argue or she will hurt his feelings. She laughs and promises to reserve judgment. They walk toward baggage claim, arms around each other. Jordan admits he almost booked a return flight to Maui twice and almost drove to San Diego last week when one of his patients went into early labor. Aubrey giggles and hopes mother and baby are well. He grumbles that they are better than he was at the time, but nowhere near as good as he is right now. He suggests lunch, then stumbles over his words, not wanting her to think sex is the only thing on his mind. Aubrey silences him with a deep, dirty kiss. She whispers something so bold and hungry that Jordan's cheeks flush. She asks what color his underwear is, reminding him of the selfies. He admits he went with black briefs because the jeans were too scratchy for commando. She tells him it is just one more article of clothing she will remove later. Then she gives his neck a sensuous little lick and reveals that she is not wearing any panties at all.
Later, at his place, after they have more than made up for lost time, Aubrey and Jordan sit at the granite breakfast bar, surrounded by empty containers and an empty bottle of chardonnay. She muses that she was hungrier and thirstier than she thought. Jordan snickers and says they burned off plenty of calories. He offers her lemon bars for dessert, remembering they are her favorite. Aubrey is touched that he remembered all her favorite foods. She teases him about his "favorite flavor of doctor" and apologizes for biting his shoulder. He warns her not to tempt him, joking about needing adrenaline or Viagra. She reminds him he has already come three times in less than two hours. She is still a little tender, so they should wait. Jordan takes her hand, kisses it, and says he will just sit there and stare at her instead. She does not mind, does she?
And that is where Chapter 11 leaves us—warm, playful, and charged with a happiness that feels almost too good to last.
**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:** This chapter is pure romantic satisfaction with a shadow of trouble on the horizon. I loved seeing Aubrey so grounded with her family, then so alive and confident with Jordan. The contrast between her old life and her new desires is beautifully drawn. Jordan's preparation for her arrival is over-the-top in the best way, and his vulnerability about Tessa adds real tension. The airport reunion is swoon-worthy, and their banter crackles with chemistry. The only reason I am not giving a perfect five is that I can feel the Tessa secret looming, and I am already anxious about the fallout. Still, this chapter delivers warmth, humor, and heat in equal measure. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction:** I predict the next chapter will plunge us deeper into the tension between Jordan's past and his future. Aubrey will begin to settle into San Francisco, and Jordan will try to keep her away from Tessa and Ian Gregson. But fate has a way of forcing coincidences. I suspect Aubrey will either see Tessa from a distance or hear someone mention how much they resemble each other. Meanwhile, Finn and Max may ignore Jordan's warnings and show up unannounced, putting Jordan in an impossible position. The happiness of this reunion is fragile, and I believe the next chapter will test whether Jordan can protect his secret without losing Aubrey's trust.
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