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Holmes came to my new rooms the night before the wedding. Foolish perhaps, but who else was there now to see out my bachelorhood with me?
Who else to toast my good fortune, my future wife and new prospects? Who else to teach me to waltz, laughing as I led him stumblingly around the parlour again and again until we moved with grace and ease and we were no longer laughing but wide eyed and breathless?
Who else to kiss me against the door to the bedroom I would tomorrow night share with my bride, to step lightly over her bags to push me down on the bed?
Who else to make love to me with nimble fingers and a warm tongue that tasted of brandy and tobacco? To whisper my own name into my damp flesh like a prayer and then cry it into the twisted sheets like a profanity?
“I am terribly sorry, darling” he said grandly when I asked him “but I know of nobody else qualified for this unique occupation.”
Tonight, with my new wife fast asleep beside me under crisp, undisturbed sheets I find that I am forced to agree.
Perhaps it’s not too late to tell him.
Holmes came to my new rooms the night before the wedding. Foolish perhaps, but who else was there now to see out my bachelorhood with me?
Who else to toast my good fortune, my future wife and new prospects? Who else to teach me to waltz, laughing as I led him stumblingly around the parlour again and again until we moved with grace and ease and we were no longer laughing but wide eyed and breathless?
Who else to kiss me against the door to the bedroom I would tomorrow night share with my bride, to step lightly over her bags to push me down on the bed?
Who else to make love to me with nimble fingers and a warm tongue that tasted of brandy and tobacco? To whisper my own name into my damp flesh like a prayer and then cry it into the twisted sheets like a profanity?
“I am terribly sorry, darling” he said grandly when I asked him “but I know of nobody else qualified for this unique occupation.”
Tonight, with my new wife fast asleep beside me under crisp, undisturbed sheets I find that I am forced to agree.
Perhaps it’s not too late to tell him.