Chapter 5 of The Loving Dead | Amelia Beamer

Now it held nothing but a book and yesterday's water bottle. “Sorry to leave you with this,” she said as he drove. “I need to go in for a few hours. You know. Plus I don't want to leave my car on the street.” .... But when she saw him a few days later, he hadn't caught the cold, so she figured he wouldn't, and she let him kiss her. High on DayQuil, she didn't cough or sneeze, so she hoped there was no harm. For all she knew, he'd given her the cold in the first place. ...