Chapter 22

Hours later, sexually sated again, Diana heard her stomach growl to her intense mortification, a sound that Kor, who snoozed lightly beside her, thankfully didn't hear. Diana crept out of the room and decided to finally check out her new home. She wandered down the hallway outside her bedroom and found two more bedrooms, somewhat smaller than hers but each with a window overlooking a virgin backyard with a lone yellow tree. I see a garden and a patio in our future. And maybe even a swing set for the kids eventually. While I'm at it, I might as well put on an apron, heels, and pearls and call myself Martha Stewart. Jeesh, could I get any more housewifey? Diana couldn't seem to stop the flow of thoughts and ideas that kept popping into her head. Apparently her mind had accepted her new status and was already looking ahead. As for her heart, thinking of her blue hubby, Diana knew her heart had already been lost.