CHAPTER 242

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Dianna groaned. She ached. Her entire body ached. Even her hair ached. She laid still and tried to catalog everything, sorting out what was genuine pain and what was just pain from lying in one position too long.

A soft snore from beside her made her eyes fly open, and she slowly turned her head to see Jack. He was still sound asleep, his lashes kissing the apples of his cheeks and hiding those grey eyes she loved so much.

This would be the bit in the story when all her pain miraculously disappeared as she looked at the man she’d fallen in love with…but no. Dianna wished it was that easy. She wished a magic penis could take away all her pain, or an earth-moving orgasm could heal her defective body. She may have moments while in the throes of passion where her pain receded, but there was nothing and no one who could take it away completely.

And she was okay with that.

Actually, no. She wasn’t okay with that, but she had made her peace with it at least.