Drabble from the Tumblr prompt: quarantine

Jean sets the book she is reading down on the bedside table as Lucien enters the room. Exhaustion clear in his body language, He slumps down on the bed as he kicks off his shoes.

"The medical board is issuing the town to enforce a quarantine until we can get a handle on this flu."

"Has it really come to that, Lucien?"

"I'm afraid so. I won't be seeing any more patients here only at the hospital until the quarantine is lifted."

"Do you want me to come and help? I'm sure i can do something."

"Absolutely not!" he leans over to firmly kiss her on the lips. "I want you to stay right here far from any more exposure. Speaking of which I'm going to wash up."

"I guess I won't be seeing very much of you for a while." she says in a seductive manner as he continues to undress.

He looks at her longingly, "I will be spending most of my time there." He then starts to laugh making his way to the bathroom.

"Lucien. What's so funny?"

"I was just thinking that in nine months time I'll be very busy again." to which he closes the bathroom door.

Jean slips down under the covers, staring up at the ceiling deep in thought. Not long after Lucien slides into the bed, his damp naked frame cool against her warmth. He starts to nibble along her neck leading to the tender spot behind her ear.

She stops him as his hands start exploring his favorite spots. "Lucien, I'm sorry. I'm really not in the mood."

He pulls back in surprise, having never been denied his wife's affections. "Did I do something to upset you?"

"No you didn't do anything. It is just what you said."

"About?"

Jean covers his hand resting gently on her stomach with hers, her eyes wide with explanation. "About nine months from now!"

"Oh!" he says with shock before the realization of her meaning truly set in. "Oh, right you are. You know I think I'm rather tired."