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...