Sunshine shone through the dimly lit room. The curtains were doing little to keep it out. Beckett woke up first and once she detangled herself from Castle she got up and threw on a robe. She walked around doing her daily routine. Only this time with the temptation in the next room. Castle woke up shortly after she did and felt around the bed with his hand. Searching for her, he came up empty. He opened his eyes and looked around. He heard noises from the other room and threw on his pants, just his pants. Beckett was on the phone and as he came in as she hung up.

"Who was that?" She jumped as though she forgot who was here.

"Lanie. Dead body." She turned around and wanted to forget the dead body. She stared at him. His hip hugging pants, his nonexistent shirt, the slight gleam in his perfectly blue eyes. It was almost too much for her. Almost. She pointed to him with a mock expression of anger. "Since Lanie suspects something, you need to," She paused looking at him. "To not touch or look too long or anything like that. 'Kay?"

"How come you think it's me who is going to have a hard time resisting myself? I have a lot of self control." She gave him a look of disbelief. "I do."

"Also she has probably told somebody else. She has a habit of that. I love her and hate her for it. So back to the point, no touching."

"You know I bet she killed the victim just to have reason to tell the whole world."

"I bet you're right on that one." She couldn't help herself this time and she kissed him gently feeling his chest and back.

"No touching." He said playfully and she hated her number one rule already. She made a noise deep in her throat and turned around walking towards her kitchen.

"You have to head home." She said solemnly.

"Why can't I take a shower here?"

"I can't smell like you, and you can't smell like me." He smirked and blew her a kiss as he walked back to get his stuff. She stared at his as he went and moaned. "This is going to be fun." She whispered as he waved good bye, well for now. She headed to her bathroom and really began her routine. Castle arrived at his loft in record time. Alexis was still asleep and it sounded as though Gram was in her room he snuck into his room and shut the door quietly. He quickly ran his clothes through the wash and waited until they were done until he got in the shower. Martha must have heard the water running, for she came down stairs and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Richard I'm glad to see you're back." She yelled through the door and the shower went off. "How was your night?" She said it with amusement lathering her voice. He dried off and threw on some clothes and walked out to her.

"Book worthy." She made an exasperated movement with her hands and smiled.

"We knew it."

"We?" He questioned walking into the kitchen with her trailing behind.

"Alexis and I." He was a bit amazed at this.

"What exactly did you do while I was gone?" She waved her hand in dismissal to the question.

"Girl stuff."

"Really because I did some girl stuff too, but I doubt we're talking about the same thing." He grabbed his jacket and Martha looked at him.

"Dead body already?"

"Murderers obviously don't have time schedules." He gave a charm smile and closed the door behind him.