After what happened two days ago I decided to keep working. Although I haven't enjoyed myself through the first few days it's calmed down my attitude. Letting out a long sigh walking up the stairs to Sherlock and Johns flat only to see a woman standing by Sherlock's desk typing something behind her back on a phone.

"Have a new client I see," I spoke eyeing her up and down. She snuck the phone back into her pocket before crossing her arms.

"You must be the girlfriend. Very attractive." She also took a moment to eye me up and down. "I had a look into some of my files and found your dear father in there." I sighed rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.

"He may have been my father but he's not dear to me. Chanel No.5 doesn't suit your tacky appearance." She laughed at that and I rolled my eyes.

"Boy does she have a tongue and keen sense of smell, I haven't worn that for two days."

"I'll be in my apartment. You should check the phone Irene has on her before she leaves. She sent something important she doesn't want you both to know about." She raised an eyebrow at me and I went down to my apartment to got through my schedule.

....

A car had been sent for me by Mycroft and I only went knowing Sherlock was there. The trip was quite long and boring considering they waited so long in traffic. Once arriving I was taken to a room with a fireplace with Mycroft, Sherlock and Irene.

"This looks like a fun party. Why am I here?"

"Sherlock thinks you'll be able to get the code and Irene doesn't think you can so the bet of a lifetime is going to take place." I raised an eyebrow at Mycroft as he passed over the phone.

"You've had this phone for ages, you could have asked me any time to look at it." My sentence directed to Sherlock he didn't say anything.

"Poor guy didn't want you to get involved in something you could never hope to bet him in." I quirked a brow at her. She likes to play games and wanted it to stare at him constantly. Not anything like his flat number or something obvious.

"I have studied coding you know and my line of work is to think like my clients."

"That fashion darling nothing to do with the mind." I rolled my eyes turning on the phone, the screen had the words 'I'm **** Locked'.

"I also studied Psychology, I'm fluent in three languages and my father god rest his soul was in the military for tactical pos. I'm not stupid." Typing in the letters Sher the screen unlocked and she rose from her seat.

"You got it." Mycroft eyes went wide as Irene tried to grab the phone from me. Sherlock slid in front of me and I passed the phone to Mycroft.

"I won't last six months." She whispered and Sherlock took hold of my shoulders taking me out of the room.

"Good luck then."

....

The car drive was mostly silent. It was quite late but Sherlock's hand remained on my upper thigh hinting at me that once we were home sleep wasn't on the table.

Sherlock opened the car door immediately once parked out front the apartment and pulling me out also he was quick to unlock the doors and pull the two of us back to my place.

"So how did you solve it?" He asked and I took a moment to remove my coat.

"Well she likes to play games with you, she used plain sight to hide the truth from you and... I have an itching she fancies you." Admitting that to both him and myself it went quiet while I unbuckled and slipped off my high heel shoes.

"And you think I feel the same for her?" My back was facing him as I went to my room to put things away. Including my purse that was now on my dresser.

"I can assure you I don't." That sentence somehow didn't reassure me and Sherlock's knew that when he wrapped an arm around my waist.

"I sorry. I'm just tired I guess." Sherlock hummed into my neck thinking for a moment while taking in my sent.

"But not too tired?" That sentence made me giggle and Sherlock smirked against my neck.

"I guess I still have some energy left." My voice spoke while I turned around leaning forward to kiss Sherlock roughly.

"I've been doing some more research." Sherlock muffled against my lips while we both started taking off each other's clothes. I hummed against him while I slid a hand under his garments pumping him softly which in turn led Sherlock to slide a finger inside of me.

"And what have you found out?" Murmuring this just before I moaned when he added another finger I ended up sitting on Sherlock's lap, underwear to the floor as well as his as we fondled each other.

"Some new things I want to try." A roll of excitement shot through me and a shiver ran down my spine just thinking about it. Pumping him a little faster and harder Sherlock groaned attaching his lips to my breasts. A moan escaped me as I started thrusting in his fingers.

"Well let's get to it shall we," Sherlock smirked pulling me down into the bed happy to see me so keen while removing his fingers in the process. Hearing him suck his fingers clean a rush of adrenaline washed over me coursing a shiver of excitement run down my back as I laid ready and waiting for him.