Is it monday yet?!

Hour 61

Ok, so maybe coming to the grocery store with Castle wasn't my smartest idea ever. He definitely has an uncommon idea of what's needed for a pizza night with friends. I mean, I know Ryan and Jenny are all for veggie pizza and Espo and Lanie are meat lovers and yeah, I favor the bacon and extra cheese idea, but that should be it right? But nothing is ever enough with this man! He actually wants to do a chocolate pizza just in case someone is craving dessert for dinner. He should say in case he's craving dessert because really, chocolate pizza? Mushrooms, maybe. eggs, anchovies, pepperoni, four different cheeses, fine. But Toblerone and M&M's is way too much. Even for Castle.

"Rick, please, can you focus? If you want chocolate for dessert, that's fine by me, but no one wants it in their pizza. I don't care what you saw in a Brazilian food web site! Despite what the incredible amount of Chinese and Mexican food chains say about us, we do live in America and today is not a day to get creative! We can try in the Hamptons. Please, behave today and maybe then we can get creative when the guys leave."

"Is that a promise Beckett?"

With my sexiest face plastered, I lean so close we're sharing a breath "Yeah"

"Yay! I've always wanted to try chocolate pizza but mother and Alexis won't let me do it!"

"Really? I promise you a night of wild, creative sex and all you're focused on your crazy chocolate pizza?"

"Uhm...I guess you could say I'm a bit distracted right now, because you see, this extremely sexy woman promised me the greatest night of my life as long as I behave tonight at a dinner in my place with our friends and I'm well, kind of a little off you know..."

"Good answer Mr. Castle. Now please, can we focus on filling this shopping cart with ingredients for tonight and some non perishable ingredients for our return so we can go back to the loft?"

"Why? I thought we had all day for this. After all, we're both packed for tomorrow, and trust me Kate, I'm faster than what you might think at the whole homemade pizza thing..."

"Yeah, it's not that, uhm...ok, please don't turn this into something bigger than it actually is, but uhm, maybe I'm not as ready for this-us- going public as I told you yesterday..."

"But why? What did I do? Is it my childish creativity with food, because I assure you we can stick to regular if that's what you want…"

"No Castle! It's not that! Your whole nine years old in a sugar rush persona is one I've learned to live with."

"Then what is it? Something must have happened to make you go off like that..."

"Uhm...yeah...that woman is looking at me as if I was some sort of two headed dragon and I'm feeling a little bit uncomfortable by it..."

"Oh but that's fixable..." He turns around, walk a few steps to what that woman is and says: "Excuse me... but your staring seems to be bordering my girlfriend, so could you please refrain from doing so...We are a happy couple, we're in love and we'd like to keep it to ourselves for a bit...so, uhm could you please just go on with your shopping and let us go back to ours?" He waits until she nods and ads "Thank you." With that, he turns around and placing an arm around me, holds me an turns me around as if nothing had happened...

"Rick! You can't go around doing that with every single person who notices us!"

"My fame never bothered you before, I mean, yeah it frustrated you but you never tried to hide me..."

"It wasn't so much about hiding you but about protecting this little word we've created. I know I said I wouldn't mind the press finding out about us but at the same time, I really want for us to stay an us for a bit longer...you know, it feels just too nice to have it paparazzi-ed by the media you know..."

"Yah, I know... and I must admit, she was staring at us in a really creepy way...I'm sorry by the way..."

"For what?

"For reacting like that...I should know better by now. I shouldn't have confronted her like that..."

"Hey, I thought you were great. I know you just tried to pull a Notting Hill right there, and I can't help loving you all the more for it. But you're right, you should try to avoid it from now on."

"Yeah, I can live with that. I love you Kate."

"Always Rick. Always."

"Ok, if chocolate pizza is off, can we get some chocola-tty dessert? And maybe some chocolate syrup for right after the coffee and you know, we're alone?"

And just like that, the banter is back... "Uhm Ricky...don't worry...I'm pretty sure I can stand all your manly man odors, no need to hide them behind chocolate. Besides, if we need help during our first time then there must be something really wrong with us..." With nothing left to say, I turn my face to the side, lean closer, lift up and kiss him. Ok, so maybe coming to the store wasn't so bad...any given chance to tease this man is suddenly worth it.

The rest of our trip to the grocery store goes by rather smoothly. I end up giving in with a lot of things, because, I mean really, who needs 8 ice-cream flavors and not one but three cans of wiped cream? But after all, we're shopping for his house, not mine. And he seems to be buying a lot of things that I would buy, especially in the cereal department, because, really, can you picture him eating All Brain? Neither can I.

"What shampoo do you usually buy?"

"Hump?"

"Keep up Beckett! I knew you were distracted! What shampoo do you want?"

"Why do I need a shampoo? I've got my own in my bag."

"I know you do. But I was thinking it might be wise for you to keep some toiletries beyond you toothbrush in case we have some unplanned sleepovers…"

"And your planning on us having plenty of them aren't you?"

"I might be yeah…I that all right?"

"Yeah Rick, it is." I go around him, pick my shampoo and place it in the cart, next to his shaving cream. "I see you gave up the warming shaving cream…"

"Yeah…the whole owner dying got me thinking…"

"I bet it did. So, do we need anything else or can we pay this so we can go back?"

"Anxious?"

"A bit… I can't shake the feeling that we should have a game plan or something…"

"Don't worry, we'll make one! C'mon, lets wrap this up so we can think things over at the loft."

"Thanks."

"Don't thank me yet Miss Beckett. I plan on thoroughly distracting you, and no weapon is banned if we can't come up with a game plan you're comfortable with!" He winks at me and pushes me to the register. This will be an interesting day…