Hi everyone, here's an update. I'm trying to make this significantly longer than the first chapter so here she blows.

xxCalie

As Browin pulled Sherlock on to the dance floor the disbelief of everyone was evident. Mary and John gave each other one look before the guffawed at the sight of Sherlock being dragged around with a look of distaste on his face.

"Is that...?" Mary let out through laughs.

"Yes. With...?" John replied. Mary just nodded. John and Mary continued to look at the pair in interest. Across the dance floor Lestrade and looked at the them and looked back at each other in practical disbelief.

"Is Mary's cousin dragging Sherlock onto the dance floor?" Lestrade said, eyes practically bulging out of his head.

"Well dear, that a sight I'd never expect to see." The music around them changed from pumping and loud to a softer, slow dance. Ms. Hudson grabbed Lestrade to continue the conversation.

"Do you think hes actually going to dance with her?"

"Well Sherly, looks like we've become quite the entertainment. And I know it can't be me. Don't dance much, do you?" as Browin wrapped her arms lightly around his neck and he placed his hands on her waist.

"Don't call me that." He spat as his nose wrinkled in distaste. Her eyes twinkled in amusement.

"Call you what, Sherly?"

"You know very well what I'm talking about."

"Fine. But sooner or later I'm going to have to find something more interesting than Sherlock to call you." Sherlock kept his face blank. Browin cleared her throat to deal with the awkward silence. A minute later Browin decided to continue talking.

"You know, I don't think you're much of a chatter, are you?"

"What brought you to that deduction."

"Because anyone else would try to make conversation before I just did now."

"Brilliant."

"Don't be a jerk Sherlock, I know you're being sarcastic."

"My apologies." Sherlock said. Browin laughed lightly.

"No problem. Even though I think you're being kind of sarcastic now. But that's ok. I like it." He raised his eyebrows. Browin knew he could probably deduct the slight attraction she was feeling for him. Sherlock stiffened more than he already was and appeared to be searching for an escape.

"I know you know I like you. It's fine, I won't try anything. You know, unless you want me too. Then I'm yours for the night." Browin whispered in his ear. Sherlock's eyes widened.

"Oh calm down, it was a joke. Promise!"

"What do you think she said to him. He looks like he just killed a man." John asked Mary. Mary smirked.

"Probably offering sexual favors. Don't worry about Sherlock's innocence, she just likes to tease. Gauge the reaction." John almost spit out his drink. It was a miracle Sherlock hadn't fled the scene yet. With Irene it was different, she had teased him, but John knew Sherlock deducted she had motives. Browin was different. From the times John had met her at various family events with the few members Mary had left, he noticed Browin never had an arterial motive when she did things for people. If someone was going to tease Sherlock about things like that it might as well be her, John decided.

I'll update soon.

xx Calie