A/N: So here it is. My first Shelolly fanfic. So... be gentle :)
And I like to dedicate this little fic to my amazing friend Mel. She convince my to watch Sherlock and I'm grateful that she did :)


Molly wrapped Sherlock's Belstaff closer around herself, pulling from it the warmth and comfort she needed.

Wool.
Cologne.
Citrus.
The masculine scent of a male body.
And cigarettes?

She closed her eyes, enjoying the unique and distinctive scents that surrounded her.

She couldn't help herself, she buried her nose into the collar of the jacket
and greedily inhaled. She loved how Sherlock smelled.

And yes, that was definitely cigarettes.