Kate walked out of the coffee shop with her iced coffee. It had been a long day, and after her run she wanted a treat. In coffee form. Just as she was turning to head back towards her running trail behind the small collection of stores, she heard the deep guttural roar of what was undoubtedly a very nice Harley. Stopping just inside the walkway between the store fronts and the park, pausing and looking behind her, watching as the bike slowly came to a stop in front of the coffee shop. When it came into view, she couldn't help but admire the bike, it looked to be a 2010 v-rod muscle, done in black leather. After admiring the bike for a moment, Kate couldn't help but turn her attention to the rider. Running an appreciative eye up the mans long strong legs, clad in heavy dark denim, they came to admire the strong-looking shoulders and arms clad in a black leather jacket. She watched as he shut'er down and swung his leg over to stand, then he reached up and started to work the black full-faced helmet off. Still admiring the guys broad shoulders, she almost had a heart attack when he turned around. When she realized who it was, her breath hitched, and what had begun as just a slight interest in a smokin hot body and bike, had now turned into a full body flush.
It was Castle.