Sherlock couldn't believe what he was hearing: what she was asking was the impossible, wasn't it? Closing his eyes again he tried to say it the way she wanted it. "I... love you." It sounded more forced than the actual truth, causing him to shake his head violently. Taking another shaky breath, Sherlock searched his inner thoughts. He remembered every moment they spent together; every conversation; every laugh; every awkward moment; every cup of coffee; every unspoken word; every kiss on the cheek; every minute he wished he had spent admiring her beauty. He recalled every one of those short moments of emotion and put it into just three little words: "I love you." Edited: 11.21.2020

Molly Hooper knows love. She's grown up with love, felt the overwhelming rush of ecstasy it provides. Felt it's crushing devastation. She's felt that especially. Sherlock Holmes, on the other hand, is new to love. He has never experienced love, instead living off the rush of solving cases and being cold and virtually heartless. In this way they are so very different, that is, until love comes barreling down their door and wrapping the two up in an adventure that will change their lives forever... //COVER CHANGE\\

A little book of a lot of love. Sherlolly One Shots, I thought it might be easier to put all my books in one place as I start to write a bit more again. The first four stories are already published but I promise there will be new material soon. Please feel free to send any requests my way Xx