One look, dark room
Meant just for you
Time moved too fast
You played it back
"So Kevin Hart's alibi checks out?" I asked Esposito when he got off the phone with the cafe manager where Hart was apparently staying at during our murder window.
"I'm afraid so, boss!"
"So we are back to square one?" Ryan said more to himself than others.
The four of us are standing in front of the murder board trying to crack our latest case on Tuesday night.
"I was so sure he was the killer, he had that...killer vibe..." Castle said while waving his hands in the air.
I turned my head and said with a amusing smile on my lips, "yes, because that's how we detectives find the killers, vibe."
Castle looked up at me when I'm still looking at him. He did not look away from me and neither did I. His twinkling eyes shinning and his gaze is warm and loving as usual, the kind of gaze I would have avoid previously from him, now I cherish it. I also notice the tiny wrinkles around his eyes when he is happy. I know this loving gaze and smile is only reserved for me, and I feel so incredibly lucky. When I think of Castle's smile it makes the butterflies in my chest go crazy.
I moved my eyes down to his cheek, the tiny freckles on his face that other people won't know he has, because they've never been that close in his face before. My gaze then traveled down to his rosy lips, oh how I love those lips, they do pretty amazing things to my body.
I start to feel my cheek heating up and my body is now warm. I'm also aware of my undeniably need to run into his arms and feel the strong and protective embrace. Castle too notices the rise in my body temperature and he gave me a knowing smirk.
Our little exchange seems to make me have forgotten that we were still surrounded by people, it wasn't until Ryan told us to get a room, I then realized we are not in a world with only the two of us.
"We intend to." Castle fist bumped the laughing Ryan and Esposito and turned around to kiss me on the cheek.
"You were getting pretty red there, Beckett. What were you think about?" He asked with a knowing look on his face.
I smiled warmly at him and thought,
"I think I love you."
