Castle steps inside the back of the cruiser and slides all the way across the seat. Kate slides in right behind him and closes the door. She is so grateful for the lift back to his house that she could care less that she is sitting in the backseat of a police cruiser. Castle reaches across the seat and grabs her hand and squeezes gently. Kate looks over at him and he gives her one of his tight lipped smiles. Her chest eases at that. She slides across the seat until she is able to lean into him and rest her head on his shoulder. She pulls her hand away from his grasp and rests it on his thigh and squeezes gently. He rests his arm across her shoulders and traces figure eight patterns on her shirt. Completely relaxed, Kate starts to fall asleep from the gentle pressure he is tracing on her shoulder. He drops his hand down her arm and grazes the outside edge of her breast with his thumb causing Kate to gasp from the contact. Kate squeezes Rick's thigh in warning and throws him a glare not to challenge her. He feigns innocence and continues traipsing his fingers down her side and squeezes her hip. Kate lets out a slow measured breath and drags her hand along the inner seam of Rick's jeans until she meets the front of his pants. Rick's breath hitches in his chest at the contact. She drags her thumb up the entire length of his zipper eliciting a low groan from him.

He grabs her hand to stop her decent and whispers, "you are killing me, Kate."

She smiles at that and whispers back, "oh you have no idea." She just happened to take a look inside of her kinky box while packing for this trip.

Rick slips his fingers inside the edge of her pants and slides them down the front of her underwear and palms her. Kate shudders at the contact. Stifling back a moan she turns in her seat and pulls him to her and starts kissing him. She traces the edge of his bottom lip with her tongue and fluidly delves inside for a much needed drink of him. He pulls his hand out of her pants and wraps It around her waist and holds her there. She starts to lift up her leg to slide across his lap when she hears the driver in the front seat clear his throat. And oh my God! She has completely lost her mind! She was within seconds of starting a lap dance with him while riding in the back of a police cruiser for crying out loud! Utterly mortified, she looks right at Rick as she slowly slides her leg off his lap. He looks over her shoulder and nods to the officer in the rearview mirror.

"Sorry", Kate coughs. She grabs Rick's hand and firmly sandwiches it between both of hers and holds it on her lap. She can't even look at him for fear she will burst out laughing. One thing is for certain, Rick won't let her live this one down anytime soon.

Drawing Kate's attention away from the moment, he points out the window at a restaurant . He whispers in her ear that he has made reservations for them for tomorrow night. She grins at him and replies, "looks nice, that club over there looks like a good place to go dancing afterward?"

"Yeah, it is actually. Why Kate, are you suggesting we take a night out on the town?" He asks.

"I was thinking it would be nice to have an evening out just the two of us and not have to worry about running into anyone we know. Plus it will be our last night before we have to head back to the city," she coyly replies.

Rick places a kiss to her temple, "don't remind me. I hate that we only have a couple of days here. I wish we could stay longer but that would definitely draw attention back at the precinct if we were both gone for a week at the same time. "

The car slows down and pulls into Rick's driveway. They step out of the cruiser and thank the officer for the ride. As they stand there and watch the car drive away Kate's stomach growls. Rick chuckles at that and replies, "guess we better get inside and feed that thing." Kate laughs at that.

Kate turns to him and places her hand on his chest and replies, "Yes, Castle, you need to take me inside and feed me. I am starving and not just for food." And with that she turns and heads inside the house.

Rick puts his keys on the table by the door and turns around and sees Kate walking away from him. "Where are you going? I thought you said you were hungry?"

"Oh, I am indeed , but I am going to leave that up to you to figure out what to make. Meanwhile, I am going to shower and wash this grimy feeling off of me from being inside that holding cell," she says.

"Sure you don't need any help with that?" He leers at her.

Kate tilts her head to the side and roams her eyes over him and shakes her head. "Nope, I think I can manage." She turns and saunters down the hallway toward his bedroom.

Castle clenches his fists to his sides and watches her walk away. He would like nothing more than to chase after her or better yet surprise her in the shower, but he is hungry too. Reluctantly he heads into the kitchen to cook.

Kate steps out of her clothes and turns on the water to the shower. Satisfied with the temperature she steps into the pulsating spray of the showerhead and lathers up. The steady massage from the spray eases away Kate's frustration from earlier today. She was disappointed that Castle was so bent on helping with this case and that it was taking time out of their weekend together. They only had two nights before she would have to go back to work. And those looks that Castle kept sending her in the cell that shot delicious shivers down to her core plus the build-up in the car ride home did not help ease the steady ache that had been furling deep inside her all day. Now she's hungry. She needs to tamp down these remaining feelings of want until after dinner. She shuts off the shower and grabs a towel and steps out. Quickly dressing she leaves the bedroom in search of him.

Reaching the kitchen, Kate pauses and admires the view. Castle is standing over the stove and stir frying. She watches the play of muscles in his upper back and arms as he skillfully adds ingredients and tosses the pan simultaneously. She slowly walks up behind him and touches his hip to let him know she is there. She peers over his shoulder to take a look at what he was making and grins. It is one of her favorite dishes. She pulls out the plates and silverware and sets them on the island. After pouring a glass of wine she grabs a barstool and sits down. Rick pulls the wok off the stove and spoons out dinner for both of them and joins her.

Kate takes a bite and lets out a small moan. Rick looks over at her and replies, "you like it?"

She turns toward him and replies, "It's great, I was starving. Thank you for cooking."

"You're welcome." He bends down and picks up her foot and puts it on his thigh and begins rubbing gentle circles into the arch with his fingers. He continues to massage her foot and works slowly up her calf. Kate visibly relaxes with every stroke of his hand. He gently drops her leg and picks up the other foot and continues massaging. Now satisfied, Kate pulls her foot off his lap and stands beside him. She leans in and kisses him slowly.

"Why don't you go and get cleaned up and I will do the dishes. " Kate replies.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, you've done enough already. Go ahead I'm good," she smiles.

Rick slips off his stool and cups the side of her face and kisses her softly. "Okay then, I won't be long." And with that he turns and heads down the hallway towards his bedroom.