"Are you trying to deny that you were being ridiculously obvious right along with me?" he counters, threading his fingers through Watson's hair. "And yes, she was suspecting before I began being obvious in an effort to test in what vein her feelings might lie. You aren't the only person whose thoughts I can read," he says with a small smirk, and with his other hand, he smooths out Watson's tie, sliding his hand down his chest.

"Sit up so that I can kiss you vigorously."