9:13am

"It's called Sugar...something." Castle said sliding a mug towards her along with the brochure. He raised his eyebrows, nudging her with the edge of the magazine until she got the hint.

Kate laughed, reaching for the coffee before she gave in and and reluctantly began leafing through it. "Sounds kinda dirty, Castle."

"Really?" He glanced down, over her shoulder, his fingers curling around her upper arm so he could rest his chin on her head. "LOAF." He barked triumphantly in her ear, ignoring the way she cringed away at volume of his voice. "Sugar loaf."

She curled her fingers around his, their hands joining around the mug as he slid in next to her, "Mmm, see. Like something from a porn film."

"Really?"

"Yeah, there's just something about the name that makes me think..."

"Bow chica wow wow?" His eyebrows waggled as he singsonged the words, adding in a little wiggle.

Kate laughed,"Exactly, another very good reason not to get married there." She eyed him over the edge of the brochure, dropping it down low enough to smirk at him.

"Wait, what?"

"It was on the list"

"Oh, right?" His eyes scrunched as he thought about it.

"Yeah."

"Too far away, I remember." He pulled her mug towards him, his eyes never leaving her as he tried to steal her coffee. "But...we could take a pre wedding trip?"

She silently reached for the mug, pulling it from his hand before it could reach his lips. Pre wedding wouldn't give them very long but he didn't know that. She smirked, "To the po..."

"Kate." He pleaded, watching as her eyes danced.

"The sugar place?" She conceded.

"Yes."

"But we're not getting married there."

"No, just a nice calm pre-wedding trip. I want you around for a long time and you need to learn to relax."

"We're not getting married there." She said again firmly, her eyes narrowing.

"No." He agreed, looking a little confused.

"Because the last trip we went on with you, a nice little getaway..." She poked him, "I came home with a ring." His eyes lit up at the memory of her in a brilliantly bright red dress, the music playing softly at the masquerade ball that led to their engagement.

"Annnd," She said loudly, recapturing his attention. "I don't want to come home from a not getting married trip only to find out I'm pregnant."

"Woahhh...what?" He shoved away hard from the table unintentionally and Kate rose to her feet to avoid the tidal wave of lukewarm coffee that streaked towards her.

Kate laughed, a loud HA! that echoed around the kitchen, "And I'm the one that needs to calm down and learn how to relax? You should take a leaf out of your own book."

"You can't say that to a writer it's not funny Kate."

"Is from where I'm standing."

"Then you're standing too far away." His arm curved loosely around her waist, pulling her in tight to his chest. His blue eyes smoldered, lashes low as he stared her down, the heat of his hands through her shirt making her shiver.

Holding a hand to his face, her voice dropped low, "You're totally right, up close..." Her fingers brushed across his cheek, "you're not that funny."

"I'm always funny." He whispered, completely serious and not at all subtle when he plowed his hands down her back to rest over the cheeks of her ass.

"You panicked." She teased, her eyes lighting up. "You totally..."

He silenced her with a kiss, a hard smack of his lips over hers that basically said shut up in the kindest way possible and she laughed against the open arch of his mouth, rolling her eyes and leaning back.

His hands cupped and squeezed, grinning when his movements made her buck into him, her fingers hard when they dug into his shoulders.

She let out a squeal, catching him off guard, but his roaming fingers soon gave away the source of her surprise. Castle hummed into her ear in appreciation, "Beckett, your ass is vibrating."

She pushed him away with a laugh, grabbing her phone from her back pocket, mouthing to him as she did 'it's Lanie.'

"Hey Lanie," She answered, grinning at Castle as he bent his head to unashamedly stare at the protrusion of her ass when she leant across the kitchen counter. "I have the day off, so no dead body talk."

He whispered sexy as she bent one knee and thrust backwards, deliberately drawing his attention to the tightness and soft caress of the denim that clung to her skin.

"Oh there's gonna be a dead body alright." Lanie barked, "Katherine Beckett soon-to-be Castle."

But Kate's eyes were glued to Castle's as he slowly strode towards her.

She licked her lips laughing and only half listening."I haven't decided on a name yet Lanie." She smiled and opened her mouth to preempt the questions soon to erupt from her friend, her hand colliding with the solid muscle of Castle's chest when he closed in on her, only she was interrupted before she could.

"Why is there an ice sculpture with your name on it melting in my morgue?"

"Oh shit." Kate grunted, propelling herself from the counter, knocking Castle out of her way. "I completely forgot about that."