CHAPTER 240

Dianna tried to ignore the pain as she cleaned her apartment. She stripped the bed, scrubbed the bathroom, and even put away her clean laundry. She was nervous about the coming evening; nervous and excited. She had to keep moving, or she thought she would go insane.

And still, the pain built. It didn’t help that she pushed herself and ignored the warning signs. She fought back the desire to collapse on the couch and rest. Her brain was too busy to rest, and she wanted her apartment to be spotless for when Jack arrived. She couldn’t relax, no matter how much her body demanded it.

The day seemed to crawl by, which was good in one respect—it gave her all the time she needed to clean her house—but it was also bad because it wound her body up in a tight spiral of anxiety. Yes, she’d slept with Jack before, but this felt different. This was planned, not spontaneous like it had been last time. Jack was coming over for sex and there was no way she could paint a different picture. Th