Chapter 4

When we got to the infirmary, the old doctor was sipping his coffee and pushed his reading glasses up. "I'm about to head out. Everything you'll need is inside. Just have your girlfriend take care of it. She'll manage."

Before I could even open my mouth, Lucas answered politely, "Sure thing. Thanks, and see you."

I was speechless.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Lucas lazily lifted his shirt, revealing those firm, sculpted abs. "Guess I'm in your hands, Josie," he said, a playful edge in his voice.

I took a steadying breath, picked up a cotton ball, and…