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fighting.”  Lil watched as Kevin walked into the kitchen and pulled a beer from the fridge.  “That’s foreplay honey.”
    “What?”  Sophie stared at her in shock.  “No way.”
    Lily laughed.  “Reason number 839 that I love you so much.  You are so naïve that you fail to see what’s right under your nose.”  When Sophie flinched, she continued.  “That’s not a bad thing, Soph.  You have such a pure heart and you’re a romantic.  A hearts and flowers girl.  But some of us fight constantly when we love someone.”
    Sophie smiled.  “Foreplay.  They’ve been fighting for months.”
    “It’s gonna be one hell of an orgasm.”

    Kevin jolted awake in bed.  After arguing with himself for an hour, he walked Lily and Sophie out to the car and agreed to meet them for lunch the following day.  He had held Lily on the couch and laughed while Sophie told them stories about Mario.  But his mind wandered to the closed guest room door and he knew he couldn’t bed Lily without guilt.
    Something had woken him.  He looked around the room and yawned.  Slipping on his boxers, he stepped into the hallway.  He heard the noise again.   “Andi?”  He jogged toward the guest bath.  “Are you ok?”
    “Go away.”  Her voice was muffled. 
    “I’m coming in.”  Kevin tried the door.
    “No.”   Andi flushed the toilet and moaned.  “Just go.”
    He shoved the door and it opened.  Andi was crouched on the floor over the toilet.  Her body was covered in sweat and shivering.  He kneeled next to her and brushed her hair over her shoulder.  “What can I do?”
    “Go.  Don’t touch me.  You’ll get sick.”  She dry heaved and groaned.  “There’s nothing left.”
    Her skin was burning but her teeth chattered.  He frowned.  “I’ve got you.”  Kevin lifted her from the floor and carried her into his bedroom.
    She protested once and gave up.  Her head rested on his shoulder, hair matted to her forehead, body trembling.  “I’m freezing.”
    “You’re on fire.”  He pulled his covers back and laid her down in the center of his bed.  Pulling open his nightstand, he grabbed a bottle of fever reducer and poured two into his hands.  He uncapped his water and handed it to her.  “Take this, baby.” 
    Her hands shook as she reached for it.  “Do you have a thermometer?”
    “No.  But I ’ll go get one.  Let me tuck you in.”
    She swallowed the pills.  “You have to get away from me.  You’re going to get sick.”
    “I’m not leaving you.”  He pulled the blankets over her body and sat on the edge of the bed.  Her eyes closed slowly.  He ran his hands over her forehead and down her cheek.  “I’ll be fine.  What do you need?”
    “Warm me up.”  Her voice was a whisper but she pulled the covers back to let him in.
    Kevin crawled in next to her and pulled the blankets over them both.  She moved into his side, curling her body around his, trembling from the fever.  He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead.
    She groaned.  “I can feel that.” She hit his chest with all the energy she had left.
    Kevin chuckled.  “I can’t help it.  I’ve pictured this.  Us, in this bed, you all sweaty.”
    “You’re a pig.” She whispered and slumped into him as she fell asleep.
    When she began to lightly snore, Kevin smiled.  “Someday you will sleep here because you want to.” He whispered.
    An hour later, Kevin’s arm was thrown back as Andi ran from the bed, landing on her knees in his bathroom.  He grabbed his phone and sent off a text before following her.  Her body lurched as she emptied everything left in her stomach.  He handed her a cold cloth and she shook her head.  Tears ran down her face.
    “I’m dying.”  She wiped her tears and attempted a smile.
    “Do you want to take a shower?  Can I get you something to drink?  I don’t know how to help you.”
    She stood and shook her head.  “Bed.”
    “Thought you’d