AN: Wow! the response I got from you guys was amazing! thank you so much! :) here's chapter 2. Don't forget to tell me what you think when you reach the end :)
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Chapter 2

Everything came back to him so quickly!

The minute she walked out of the bedroom and into her bathroom, the scenes began playing over and over in his head in high definition, and it only added to his severe head ache.

He wanted to bang his head somewhere, he wanted it to stop replaying in his head, the conversation was on repeat in his head, getting louder every time. Like his head wanted him to relive the conversation they had last night in her bed in their drunken state…

They were on her couch, and he had leaned in to kiss her lips. They had been calling out to him all night, and he couldn't resist anymore. And she didn't stop him, she eagerly kissed him back, and things began to heat up… she tugged at his shirt, and they quickly got rid of it… she had moved her palms over the expanse of his broad chest while kissing him more passionately.

He had begun his mission on the buttons of her shirt, and he suddenly had a primal urge to taste that beautiful spot on her neck. He bit down softly there and she gasped, he soothed the spot with his tongue. And when he finally undid the last button on her shirt, he didn't bother to take it off her, he began nibbling and kissing at her collar bone… the taste of her creamy soft textured skin was beautiful.

He was kissing his way lower when she had stopped him… "Castle, take me to bed…"

Castle couldn't quite remember what had happened after that, but the next thing he remembered was a conversation they were having in her bed, naked under the sheets.

"Castle, what are we doing?" she panted out.
She was sprawled out over his body, her head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat that was slowly coming back to its normal pace.

"We're making love Kate…"

"Castle… I need to tell you something"

"No... Hear me out first Kate."
He ran his hand softly down her arm, and she looked up at both his eyes, they were filled with utter love and honesty. And then he continued

"Kate, that day, when you were shot, I held you in my arms and I told you I love you. I know, it was horrible timing, but I thought I was going to lose you and so I said what I'd been wanting to say to you for so long. "

"Castle…"

"no Kate let me finish. When I came to see you at the hospital, I had this hope in me, this hope that we could start our lives together. And that's exactly what I want to do Kate, I love you"

She stared at him, he was waiting for her to say something, she kissed his lips softly and said, "I know."

He didn't realize at that moment what she meant by those two simple words. He thought it was just her way of saying that she's glad she lived to hear it now, if not when she was dying. She tried to continue.
"I heard…"
But Castle interrupted her with a kiss and said "it's alright if you're not ready to say it yet, you don't have to, I'm not going anywhere Kate, I'm right here, I'll wait for you"

and from there on, they had made more passionate love to each other. They might have fallen asleep sometime after that because the next thing Castle remembers is waking up to her in his arms. And at that time, he had been so oblivious.

But now, here he was, sitting at his desk in his loft, and all he could think about was how stupid he had been. Kate had said "I know" and then she went on to say something like "I heard…"

Of course, she had heard him the first time he said it, she had heard him tell her he loves her when she was dying in his arms in that cemetery.

Everything made sense now; she acted like she didn't remember it because she didn't feel the same way. His fists clenched and he felt a pain in his heart. She was drunk last night, and that's the only reason she had sex with him, otherwise, Kate Beckett would never in her right mind sleep with him, she didn't have the same feelings for him that he did for her, and he felt like such an idiot now.

That's why she woke in the morning and sent him away; she had never wanted it in the first place.

He felt so stupid for telling her he loves her once again. Now his heart was out there, his feelings out in the open for her to laugh at. He felt angry at himself and at her, and he suddenly didn't even want to recollect their night of love making, it would just remind him that although it was real from his side, she was just acting under the influence of the drinks. And it made him feel sick.

He couldn't see her again. He wouldn't be able to tolerate the look of pity she'd give him. She probably hid it from him all this while because she didn't want to make him feel bad when she told him she didn't feel the same way.

His phone caught his attention, Kate was calling. He didn't answer.

The next minute his phone alerted him of an incoming message. He opened it and read "Castle, we need to talk".
Castle almost laughed out loud at that. How many times had that line been used by people to warn their spouses or partners that a break up was near? That it was in-evitable.

He stared at the message. His blood boiling, the difference between those normal couples and them, was that they weren't even together in the first place, to break up. And cause of Kate, they'd never be.
Castle threw his phone to the other side of the room in anger, not caring how many pieces it broke into.

AN: okay, so I think I know where I'm going with this story. Hang on guys, around two more chapters are in store for you.
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