Thank God it was only mono.
"See." Emily took another pregnancy test to be sure. But as it was the doctor had told her she just needed lots of fluids and rest.
"I wonder how that happened?" Archie looked at the stick in their bathroom and tossed it in the trash.
"Who knows how it happened." Emily looked at him wide eyed. "I'm around sick people all the time. So are you."
He sighed with a nod.
"But I don't think you should sleep with me." She looked at him seriously. She was in her flannel PJs already.
"What?" He winced. "What for?"
"Because, I don't want to get you sick." She shrugged.
"No, no...I don't think that's it all. You just want the bed all to yourself." He went and snatched his pillow and a blanket off the bed. Now it looked so naked where he might sleep.
Well, she could deal. She felt miserable and she was ill.
"How long do I have to do this!" He yelled from downstairs.
"3 weeks!" She yelled back.
It was awful quiet then. Almost unnerving, she thought. Emily got under the covers and hugged a pillow. It didn't feel right. She was used to his weight on the other side of the bed. His body heat. He was satisfyingly so warm. But she couldn't conjure it up even if she tried.
She got her pillow then and went down stairs where he was on the futon. Emily snuggled up next to him under the covers. He was only in his briefs.
"This is lovely, just lovely." Archie muttered almost half asleep. Emily just smiled.