His hand was rough in mine as he held it, his eyes concentrated on the phone as he rapidly typed using the other. When I tried to remove my hand to let him use both hands he grumbled and gave me a warning look before returning to his work. When I asked him a question he answered easily, showing that he was listening to everything I was saying.
Honestly, that was one of the reasons why I fall in love with him, no matter how busy he was he made time to listen to everything I had to say. It was rare to find as busy as him, who could give you attention as if he had nothing better to do but listen to you. I didn't mind that he was occupied or had a lot to run, I helped him many times myself so I was a witness to it.
