Chapter 1 – Tradition
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"You're joking right?" He whined.
She smiled back, "Nope."
"You're really going to walk out that door and go stay with your Dad?" How could she leave?
She ran a light finger across his jaw line to ghost her fingers across his lips as she slung her leather satchel over her shoulder. "Yep."
Rick snaked his arms around her waist, "What if I beg you not to go?"
Landing a promising kiss on his lips, Kate pulled at his bottom lip and murmured, "Still going."
Pulling her closer, "This is ridiculous."
"No its not, you're being a big baby and…." Reaching up to nuzzle his ear, she whispered in a low and sultry tone, "…dear sweet man of mine, its tradition."
His chest rumbled with laughter, "What, if anything, has ever been traditional about you and me?"
Playfully swatting at his chest, pushing out of his grasp, Kate made a break for the door, "See you at the alter Mr. Castle."