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“You’ve got the what?” Adam asked, voice rising in alarm. “We’ve got the mumps,” Harriet croaked down the phone. “Shit! Thought I felt rough.” “Exactly. So, fluids, fluids, fluids. And stay in bed,” Harriet advised. “Hmmm, sounds like what caused the problem in the first place,” Adam laughed quietly, voice low and suggestive. Harriet groaned fondly. “So, how are we…
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Erin Lawless