It's her first day back. She's sitting at her desk. Been given back her badge…and gun. She missed them…smiles as she thinks about it. Then she hears it. The crisp ding of the elevator as it reaches the floor and the doors begin to open.
"Showtime baby" she whispers under her breath, and it takes all of her inner strength to keep herself sitting in her chair…at her desk. In a perfect world she would get up…run over…and crash into his strong arms. They would stare…smile…and then kiss. But the world is not perfect, and their secret is not yet known. So for now she sits…and watches as he slowly makes his way over to his chair. And her heart flutters wildly. He's so handsome…and strong…and wise despite his man-child ways. She wonders just how long they'll be able to keep up the charade of partners…friends…to all of her co-workers and more importantly Captain Gates.
He finally reaches her and hands her their ritual coffee. But somehow…on this morning…this coffee means more than everything to her. More than the 'good morning my heart' that it's meant for years. She purposely grabs the cup overlapping his fingers with hers just so she can touch him. He knows what she's doing and flashes her the most beautiful smile she has ever seen in her life.
"Good morning Detective" he says.
"Morning Castle" she responds a little more breathy and sensual than she intended considering they're in the middle of the precinct. Oops!
He sits down in his chair and in a tone that only she can hear whispers to her "You look beautiful…you know I've always loved you in leather".
She smirks, and to the rest of the onlookers everything is comfortingly normal. They of course have no idea about the steamy shower or strawberry pancakes she shared with this man just over an hour ago. They would never imagine the heated kisses the two shared as she was leaving his loft to come to work. And they're totally clueless as to the thoughts running through her brain right now; that the fiercely strong Detective Beckett is internally melting at sight and close vicinity of one Richard Castle. That she is absolutely dying to kiss his lips and nibble on his soft ear lobes. Nope...the rest of the homicide unit at the twelfth precinct has absolutely no idea of what's been going on between these two 'partners' since she's been gone. And she intends to keep it that way for as long as she can.
"Stop staring Castle…it's creepy!" She voices this to reinforce appearances, but then sees his reaction and instantly regrets it, knowing she'll have to make it up to him later. Oh….maybe this could be fun?
His response is to brush his calf against hers, and only in that instance does she dread the rest of the workday. Because all she wants to do is cuddle up with him on the couch and listen to him read to her as the rain pours down over New York City.
