He began to slide his hand across the table, towards John, but stopped himself. No. Not in public--other people could assume whatever they liked or stare as much as they wanted, but whatever sentiment he shared was for one person and one person only.
"I had to tell him to leave off decorations for the table," Sherlock replied, glancing out the window. "He looked like he wanted to do more than candles. Nice fellow, but he can be... enthusiastic."
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Date: 2012-02-03 02:04 am (UTC)"I had to tell him to leave off decorations for the table," Sherlock replied, glancing out the window. "He looked like he wanted to do more than candles. Nice fellow, but he can be... enthusiastic."