Jessica | Sherlock
"How about me losing a bet and wearing a dress? I think that adds just the right amount of fuel to that fire, don't you?" Jessica retorted. Truthfully, Jessica probably wouldn't use a grenade. She'd probably just use her fists, but that was neither here or there. They both knew she wouldn't hurt him for a snide comment.
Falling on her face? Well, all bets would be off. Probably.
Jessica prodded him in the chest playfully, green eyes meeting his blue ones. "I knew it," she replied quietly just before his lips captured hers in a quick kiss. Given neither of them were for PDA, there was no complaint from the P.I.
When he pulled back, Jessica smirked. "Oh, I totally did. Now are you going to face your fears and take me for a spin around the dance floor or am I going to have to drag you?"