Olive's P.O.V.
"I'll do my best." He told me with a look of determination and sympathy.
He could tell I was feeling anxious about tomorrow. I mean who wouldn't be? There's a possibility I have cancer right now.
Damn mass in my breast!
Lucas easily lowered his arms, letting me know he had been letting me keep them there. There was a deep admiration in his eyes, that was freaking me out a little from the intensity. I looked away feeling too self conscious under his gaze. Lucas brought his mouth down to my neck, kissing it tenderly. It wasn't the usual sucking and marking he liked to do. He kissed down to the opened collar of my shirt, before sliding his hands under it and helping me out of it.
He then continued his light kisses over my torso, around my breast, and down my stomach.
