I just roll my eyes. "You won't get me sick."
And in ten years, that's always been true. I've never gotten sick from him. Never.
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Ha, ha. Until last week, that is.
At the start of the weekend, I heard the sore throat complaint. We went about our business. by last Wednesday, I felt a throat tickle. Now, almost a week later, I'm downing cough syrup and wishing I could sleep this nastiness off. Of course, we all know, coughs love nothing more then to assault you when you lay down.
Moral of the story: when you share your entire life with someone, never has plenty of time to find a way.
Oh well. I'll keep kissing him when his throat hurts and I love him anyway.