Diana stared at herself for the millionth time in the mirror; Michael was coming over to her house for the first time. He had come before, the night of the dinner, but this was the first time he was actually coming inside her house. She made sure Mary cleaned the place over and over again, even when it was thoroughly clean.
She prepared lunch this time since Michael was going to eat it. Even though she had warned herself a thousand times over from falling in the same pit over and over again, she couldn't help it with him. It made her happy to see him laugh or smile so she stopped beating herself about it.
She had told Mary to go home to her family for the day or two, it was petty but she was already shameless. She wasn't imagining anything but she didn't want any disturbance.
