No such luck. It had been a brutal week of work, so she hadn’t had time to go shopping and buy stuff to indulge in an orgy of stress eating. Everything was disgustingly healthy, nothing heavy in both fat and sugar. She’d already checked the freezer and the cupboards, too. Of course, she could get dressed again and go out to get something. She’d thrown on boxers and a T-shirt as soon as she’d gotten home. It seemed like more trouble than it was worth to change back. And not a good idea to use food to relieve her misery. It was all her own fault. She wasn’t going to blame Diego and Ronan, much as she wanted to. It wouldn’t be fair. She was the one who agreed to go out with both of them. She was the one who jumped into bed with both of them as well. She’d wanted to do something wild and different with her life. When she put her mind to a task, she achieved it. That’s how she got through medical school and residency. That’s how she’d managed to call off her eternal engagement with Thomas.
