Nisha hugged me and said- I love you, jaanu. I am so lucky to have such a caring husband like you.I kissed her and replied- I love you too, jaan.After...this talk, Nisha was looking a little better. She got busy with household work for some time. Then we had lunch, and I asked Nisha to have some rest and sleep.Nisha smiled and said – Why don’t you also sleep for a while, jaanu? You will have to be awake with me naa.I smiled and said – No, I need to look after the kids. It’s more important for you. Drink,” pausing five seconds after stiff, looking at Eddie as she said the word.“Do you miss me?”“Of course I miss you darling,” she said, “I need to work on these details, I need to firm up my ideas.”I said goodbye and hung up, there was no point in trying to dream up any more risqué banter and give Eddie a chance of catching on. A minute layer a text came from Carol with a picture looking down at Eddie on his knees working on the belt. 'Check the thread' said the text. I could see the lock. Roja nodded to him and called him over."What is your name, old man?" Roja asked."I am Gura, father of Droff." The old man met Roja's gaze evenly."Your time has passed." I will ride with my sons, Roja." Gura smiled at the big man."I do you honor, but you have no place here. Your time as a warrior is over." So you say." Droff, come here." Roja shouted at the practicing men.Droff came trotting over, surprised to see his father among the warriors. "Yes, Roja?" Stand here beside your father." He. As he noticed the small figure walking towards him in the shadows cast by the fluorescent light, he thought ‘now is your chance to find out.’ He found he was actually holding his breath as she neared him with that adorably shy smile that lit her face and warmed his heart. *** ‘Ty, why did you want to meet so late? If you need help with the paper for Professor Reynolds you should have just emailed me,’ she began nervously. She had spent the ten minute walk convincing herself that she should turn.