He picked up a pen in anticipation."Oh, okay. Well, my lip was split open, and I've got four stitches in it. But it really doesn't hurt, even though i...'s still a little swollen. I guess you can see that, though, can't you?" He nodded. "Anyway, it only hurts when I forget about it and bump it or something. My arm, you probably know about. It's all stitched up, too, but the doctors say it's all soft tissue damage, no tendons or anything were cut, so they're pretty sure it will all be okay. I'm. .. My, oh my... Everything? That's how I love you, too. I love everything about you... Yes, even your slightly skinny calves."Those are the physical aspects I love about you, he added silently, but they're paltry compared to what I truly love about you, Katy. You hear my thoughts; you feel what I feel. You're as much a part of me as the beating of my heart or the pumping of my lungs when I breathe. You're in my mind, wandering around in the synapses in my brain. You're the pleasurable. “Tumhara ladka to bahot bahadur hai… akeyle hi is sher se bheed gaya aur isne hamari jaan baccha lee. Ranbeer ki jaroorat haveli me hai. Hame Ranbeer ki jaroorat hai aur aaj hum tumse tumhara beta apne sath le jane aaye hai….. kya tum hame apna beta doge?” Thakur ne kaha.“Aap hi ka baccha hai hazoor, agar haveli me rahega to kuch seekhega nahi to yahan awara ladkon ke sath rahega to bigad jayega.”“To thik hai… aaj se Ranbeer haveli me kaam karega hamare saath.” kehkar Thakur ne Ranbeer ke. Sheila giggled a bit.“Do you really want to go down that road?”She looked at him sweetly blushing just a bit.“I’m falling in love for the first time. I’m falling inlove with ‘YOU’ Dave and I want to know everythingthere is to know about you!”He looked at Sheila with a resigned sort of expression.“Why are you so sad all the time… aren’t you happythat I feel this way about you?”“Oh honey… I’m hoping you know.