Laura

“That was your brilliant plan?" I whispered. I turned my T-shirt so the spatter of blood faced my back, then slipped my jacket on over the top.
"You," he said, sitting on the bed, "were in a state of déshabillé.¨
¨Since when do you speak French?"
"I did suffer through two solid years of class with Monsieur Cann," he said. "I wasn't sleeping the whole time."
"No, of course not. You woke up during the lesson on how to describe the scandalously underdressed."
"I also know in flagrante," he said, "and coitus interruptus -"
"That's Latin," I protested, but he was laughing.
"I hope it was worth it." He swept a hand across the room. "Did you find what you needed?"
"I always do."
Watson's eyes crinkled at the corners. He didn't pry further. How glorious that was; it gave my mind time to sort and contextualize what I'd found.”
― Brittany Cavallaro, A Question of Holmes

“I'm not like you, Mal. I never really fit in the way you did. I never really belonged anywhere."
"You belonged with me.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“They had an ordinary life, full of ordinary things—if love can ever be called that.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Don't be disappointed. You don't actually want someone to read your whole history from your body. Can you imagine what I'd be able to tell you about what you've done the past few days?"
Watson's eyes flickered to my bedroom door and back again.
"Dear God," she said "now I know. An idiot would know. Never mind that. Have some more cheese.”
― Brittany Cavallaro, A Question of Holmes