Then, Jo asked the obvious question—how had she missed it? That let me explain what had been going on all day, or start. Halfway through I had to le...ve for my fitting.Julian was exactly what I expected from a wardrobe genius. I did not want to waste time, so I tossed my top to Millie, who was standing in as the assistant. As I had expected, the corset was a cut down small. Seriously, short of making a new one, what choice was there. It was not like I needed one in the first place. Julian tried. Mai ne aapna haath us ski thigh par rakh deya bola sach tum bohut sexy ho mai tu tumhare leye hi zeyada yahaan aata hoon tum ne muje pagal kar deya hey. Tum kya jano aapne iss jism ki qader, mera tu bohut maan karta hey tum ko chune ko aur kiss karne ko (mai ahista bola) uss ne mera hath hatatey hoie kaha tum aysa sochte ho mere bare mai ye sab theek nahi hey raj muje pata nahi tha ki tum ayse ho, mai chup raha aur t_shirt haath mai le ke uth gaya aur bola sorry muje maaf kar plz kissi ko maat. I got one of them, and a shooter from inside the house got the other. A welcome silence fell over the battlefield. I shouted, "I AM JOSH HUSTON! DO NOT SHOOT ME!" I waved my hat and stood up. Nobody fired from the house, so I figured that it was safe for me to venture toward the house. "I WILL BE THERE AS SOON AS I GET MY HORSE!" A shout from inside okayed that, so that was what I did.As I dismounted in front of the door, Widow Martin stepped out and said, "Thank goodness you showed up, Mr.. I don’t think I fit the stereotype and I don’t want to hurt anyone; I want to please.” “Why don’t you two go get us some drinks? Let us talk about this, please,” I suggested. As they walked to the bar, I watched Callum’s expressions: disbelief at Jackson, disappointment at Josh, contemplation as the idea started coming out of my mouth, pure wonderment and adoration at me. When the lads returned, we let them stew for a while. Sipping our drinks and talking about the area we were all in, we.