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"That's none of your business."
"Oh, but Molly, dear." If it was possible, Sherlock's voice dropped an octave. Cautiously he crept around the sofa, kicking away Molly's clothes on the floor. Before she knew it, Sherlock was on his knees next to her, his lips brushing against her ear. Molly shivered a little.
"It's all of my business, my little pathologist," Sherlock purred.
