Jim holds you close to him.
"Do you love me?" He questions.
"Let me see. You're holding me captive in your mansion and you won't let anyone besides yourself lay a finger on me. I left you for a reason!.... I'm in love with Sherlock!" You snap at him.
Jim just growls and leaves the hot tub.
What have I done?! You think.
(So so sorry about this short little thing and sorry about all the waiting I'm just having terrible writers block. But don't worry! I'll get over it soon. And then it'll be back to writing for you wonderful people!)
