Ilyan shook his head in disbelief, hearing Ryan. He sympathetically patted Ryan's shoulder. "What's new in that, hmm? Love at first sight is a daily occurrence for you."
Ilyan's comment irked Ryan up. "No. No. No. It has been precisely a week since I last fell in love with someone."
"Go away, Ryan. I have a lot of work." Ilyan pushed Ryan before getting back in his chair.
"You are going on to prove that you two do have something brewing. Am I right or am I right?" Ryan winked, teasingly hitting on Ilyan's arm.
"Plain wrong. Now leave, will you?" Ilyan's stern glare had Ryan back off.
"Fine. Alright. I'll see you around," Ryan said, moving toward the door, "but I do need Irene's number, okay?" Ryan jumped out of Ilyan's cabin before Ilyan could aim something at him.
Once Ryan left and Ilyan was alone in his cabin, he dropped his head on the pile of files on his table. "One damn news and everyone can't stop driving me crazy over it."
