Is Luke ok he's not acting like himself? If Luke knew I was trying to check his temperature I wouldn't hear the end of it, so I just need to be discreet about checking. Sliding my hand past the beating heart pounding out of my chest I reach up to Luke's forehead. Kissing my small thin lips; Luke's distracted... now is my chance to check if he has a fever. Turning my hand over to the back ,while playing with his golden locks of hair, I press it on the top of his forehead. Oh my it's like a furnace... no wonder Luke's been so weird today.