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"My, my, Sherly, you're a thief, a very cruel thief."
"Is that so, Liam?"
"Yes."
"What am I a thief of?"
Sherlock chuckled and lifted the calloused hand of his soon-to-be betrothed.
"My heart."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
"Then Liam, aren't you a thief as well?"
Sherlock smirked that alluring smile of his that left William's body all tingly. He couldn't help the small giggle that escaped him at Sherlock's words.
"No."
"Really? You have captured my heart too as well."
"Well then, I suppose I am one as well. Catching a thief with a thief, hm?"
Sherlock chuckled and pressed his lips to William's palm.
"Quite the clever plan if I say so myself."
"Well then, catch me if you can, Sherly."
"Oh, I will Liam, don't you worry."