Lucas simply sat beside them as they worked, until the nurse turned towards him and instructed, "If she isn't sweating or the fever isn't breaking in half-an-hour, press this button to call us."
"...Okay," he replied.
With that, the nurse left, leaving Lucas alone and watching Cordy, whose little face was furrowed.
Upon a closer look, he decided that she was attractive.
He usually never looked at others so closely, especially women.
In fact, he was a little sick of them.
And yet, as he looked closely at Cordy and acknowledged her good looks, he decided that it was not surprising that she carried such confidence in the way she spoke to him.
Still, he suddenly remembered the man she was clinging to just this morning, and ultimately kept his distance.
He took out his phone, fiddling with it to kill time as he sat beside Cordy's bed.
Half an hour later, he reached out to put a palm on her forehead.
Perhaps because she had been sleeping on an ice pillow, but he felt that her temperature had dropped a little.
He looked around, but found no thermometer—the nurse must have taken it away with her.
Hesitating for a moment, he eventually arched his back and leaned forward, and pressed his forehead on hers.
He was so focused on trying to feel Cordy's temperature that he didn’t notice her waking up. She glared at him as she asked, "What are you doing?"
Her voice was feeble, but her tone was startling—Lucas flinched from shock, and quickly pulled away from her forehead.
"I'm just trying to see if you still had a fever," Lucas explained, his ears turning red for some reason.
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