With a Little T.L.C.

A racing heartbeak…check.

Heightened senses…check.

Flush of color to the cheeks…check.

A shivery quiver in the pit of the stomach…check.

An intense desire to throw herself into Joe Marchetti's arms…check-check-check-check.

Yep, Nurse Liz Anderson had the classic symptoms of love. Worse, there wasn't any surefire cure. The best she could hope for was to believe her condition was contagious–and that Joe was equally susceptible to her! Hmm, maybe it could be transmitted by kisses…