Let Me In. Donna Kauffman

to her wry tone this time. “It’s possible I might know a little something about being stubborn and insisting on moving around and taking care of myself somewhat earlier than might have been strictly recommended.”

      “You don’t say.”

      Her smile widened and reached her eyes for the first time. “I think I just did.” Then she turned face front and leaned in to wedge her shoulder into his armpit. “On three.”