CHAPTER 233

“Tell me what you need,” he said.

“It’s okay. I’ll be fine—”

“Hot pack? Tea? One of my sisters craves carbs and swears that a sticky bun from the bakery is the only thing that can cure her cramps.”

Dianna blinked up at him like he was a unicorn.

“Three sisters,” he replied.

She laid her head on his chest and let out a deep sigh. “I need my bed, a hot pack, and a hot chocolate.”

Jack helped her to the bedroom, and she sat on the bed. “Do you want me to get you something to change into?” he asked.

“No, I’m good,” she said, reaching under the messy sheets of her unmade bed to pull out a large t-shirt.

He had a moment where he wondered if the shirt had belonged to an ex-boyfriend, followed by a rush of jealousy, which he stomped down Plus, he didn’t have any claim on her and if she got comfort from an ex-boyfriend’s t-shirt then who was he to complain? Although he had a fleeting thought of sneaking one of his own shirts into her drawers as an altern