Don't push it

"10 days, right?" He asked

Rish replied with a confident "yes." She was not sure why he asked that—was it to stir another tormol of drama? But all she could do was wait for his actions, because technically, if he is suggesting something, he might as well have a plan in motion.

"Sleep now; don't think much about it; I'll do the hard thinking for you.He assured her, causing Rish to remain still and wonder, 'Is this man for real?

He moved with a sense of urgency, the weight of the moment pressing upon him. As he picked up her phone and settled in front of her computer, his fingers danced across the keyboard.

At that, Rish could only look silently.

The soft glow of the computer screen illuminated his determined expression as he typed away. Rish saw clearly his unhidden handsome face, and for some reason she was loving what she was seeing, especially that he was as serious and determined as he typed.

Each click of the keys resonating in the quiet room.