Thank you for all the positive feedback! Here's chapter 2:

"Are you done unpacking?" Sherlock asked as he entered the shared bedroom, a white styrofoam cup in his hand.

"Almost," Molly replied. "That smells good, what is it?"

"It's a coconut latte, and I actually got it for you," he handed her the beverage.

"Why?"

"I believe the correct response would be thank you."

"Oh no, I just meant it's so much. The Bahamas and coffee? What have I done to deserve such a royal treatment?"

"Well between the many coffees you brought me, and all the smaller and bigger favours, I'd say I owe you three more of these to make us even."

"Did you just make a joke? That´s a first."

"I do make jokes, Molly."

"I know, but they usually involve dead bodies."

"Touché, Dr. Hooper." Sherlock laughed. "I'm going to change. Finish your coffee and meet me by the pool, the water's lovely," with that he disappeared in the adjoined bathroom, while Molly sat down on her bed, wondering what had gotten into the Detective.

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"He said what?" Mary shrieked, she and John had also gone out to the pool, but had moved their lounge chairs into the shade, to protect Lily from the sun. Well that was the official reason…

"He said, and I quote, it's time to give this relationship thing a try," John whispered afraid that Sherlock and Molly might hear him.

"Well that's kind of sweet."

"Are you kidding? This is Sherlock we're talking about. I know that he cares about Molly, maybe more than he cares about any of us. But matters of the heart really aren't his area."

"You worry too much, to me it looks like he's doing just fine."

"Do you want me to get your back?" Sherlock offered, as Molly reached for her sunscreen.

"Uhm..." Molly hesitated a moment, but then she quickly agreed. It was only sunscreen after all, and asking Mary for help after Sherlock had offered would have looked rather silly.

"Here," She handed him the bottle, and turned around so she was facing away from him.

"Thanks," she pulled her ponytail out of the way, her fingers playing with the ends of it, while Sherlock applied the cool lotion over her pale skin.

"We wouldn't want you to burn. Your skin isn't used to this kind of exposure."

"You're one to talk, you look like you haven't worn a shirt in two weeks," she felt his fingers slip under the thin band of her bikini top, not leaving an inch of her skin unprotected.

"One actually, I tan easily."

"…and beautifully," Molly said under her breath.

"What was that?" Sherlock asked, his hands were now tracing circles on her lower back. The man definitely wasn't sloppy when it came to sunscreen.

"Nothing," Molly looked over her shoulder and found Sherlock smiling in affirmation. "Tell me about your case," She said, and their eyes locked. The moment had kiss written all over it…

But neither of them got a chance to make a move, as Greg appeared and took a seat on the chair next to Molly's. Completely unaware of the tension between the pair.

"Oh, I want to hear this too! You said something about smugglers?"

"There were smugglers, I caught them. Excuse me," with that Sherlock got up and dove head first into the water.

"Did I interrupt something?" Greg asked, a confused look on his face.

"No, we were just talking," Molly lied, wondering what would have happened if Greg hadn't interrupted them...

"I guess he just wanted to cool off," she added, picking up the medical journal she had been reading earlier, but any attempt on focussing on its contents was ruined by the man who was currently swimming laps in the pool...

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"I'm inviting him to the Bahamas, and then he just ruins my moment? This is unacceptable!" Sherlock complained, watching John struggle with one of Lily's beach toys.

"To be fair, he didn't exactly know that he was ruining your moment."

"Please, my hands were all over her."

"Not everyone has your deductive skills Sherlock," John said, to which the Detective responded with a scowl.

"Listen," John put the toy away. "We're here for a week, you're gonna have plenty of moments."

"Help me."

"What?"

"You're married. You have more experience with these things."

"You actually want my advice? That's a first..."

"Your suggestion to bring her coffee was well received, so what's next?"

"You actually brought her..." John held back a laugh. "Never mind, just be nice, get the doors for her, compliment her, but stop trying so hard. The room, the massage you gave her..."

"That wasn't a massage."

"Whatever it was, she's going to think you're conducting a social experiment on her."

"So pushing our beds together while she's asleep is a bad idea?"

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"Do you think this is ok for dinner?" Molly asked, showing Mary a navy sundress.

"We're having dinner, here. You could wear your bikini if you wanted to, I know someone who certainly wouldn't mind," Mary, who was currently sitting on Molly's bed, replied.

"I just want to look nice, this has nothing to do with..."

"With Sherlock?" Marry asked.

"Can I ask you something?" Molly put the dress down and sat down next to Mary.

"Yes I noticed, " Mary replied before Molly even posed the question. "It was hard not to with the way he was all over you earlier."

"He didn't want me to get sunburn," Molly reasoned.

"Yes, in case tonights activities require you to lie on your back," Mary said with a smirk.

"We're friends! Sherlock doesn't, he doesn't look at me like that. At least I thought so. I think…" she sighed. "I think, he would have kissed me if Greg hadn't interrupted us."

"Oh honey, he definitely would have."

"What if this is just some experiment to him?"

"What if I tell you that it's not?"

Dun, dun, dun! Lets hope these silly kids get it together soon. I can't wait to read your reviews! ;)

Love, Laura

P.S.: a bit of trivia, it's Friday the 13th and a full moon, that happens like once every 30 years - so do something crazy tonight!