His attraction to her was intense. It had been years marinading while he was still in that tiny cell of his. She was what he had fantasized about on those late nights when all he had were words on a screen at best. To now endlessly have her made him want to savior those moments.

“Good!” Martin was pleased at a distracted Sherlock. He continued to eat his steak and take drinks of wine as he asked, “Tell me, has there ever been a case he could not crack?”