Okay, so here's the second chapter. With all the great reviews I've been getting here and over at castletv .net, I decided to keep the story going. This is my first Fanfic, so please review honestly. I know that it is much shorter than the last one, but I thought it was a good place to end off. The apartment scene will be next! Thanks and I hope you enjoy! :)
P.S. I hope you like "The Graduate" (1967) reference. It seemed very fitting! And I would just like to point out that I have nothing against LeAnn Rimes or Country music. I found both song references by searching through my iTunes playlist – I must admit, I like a wide variety of music!
After arguing with Castle about him driving Kate's car to her apartment he was defeated. However, he wasn't going to let the opportunity to push her buttons pass him by. During the car ride to Kate's house Castle was up to his usual antics.
LeAnn Rimes' "How Do I Live Without You" was coming from the radio as they rounded East 66th Street.
"Please! Why can't I change the station?" He whined. "This music is so… so girly. I really thought you'd have better taste in music. But a station that plays Country, really? I picked you more of a Pop genre type girl."
"Girl?"
"Sorry, Pop genre type woman. I bet Nikki Heat has Tila Tequila on her ipod. I'm curious detective…" Raising his eyebrow "Do you listen to Tila Tequila?"
"Tila who? I definitely do not listen to that."
"Oh too bad, it'd be kinda hot if you did."
"Castle! I am the driver, and I control the music. There will be no Tila whoever, playing in this car. Got it?"
"Fine. Well, when we leave your apartment I am picking the music. I have lots on my iPhone – you should really get one."
"I don't need an iPhone. I already have a cell phone that makes calls, and a radio to listen to music. But, is there anything that thing doesn't have on it?"
"Yes, actually there is." He paused. "Country music."
She rolled her eyes. "It relaxes me okay. Haven't you noticed how I always listen to this station when we are in the car together – the common factor there, would be you."
"You're lying. You want to know why I think you always listen to this music when you're with me?"
"Oh, this ought to be good." She said sarcastically. "And why would that be?"
"I think.." he paused. "I think it's kind of romantic."
"Is that so?" She replied, embarrassed but also slightly irritated.
"It is." And in the most seductive tone he could muster up he proceeded. "Ms. Beckett, you're trying to seduce me. Aren't you?"
She spun her head around so fast Castle thought it was going to come off. "Excuse me!?"
"Well you did ask me my opinion, so I gave it to you. Would you like me to restate the previous question…" His seductive voice was back again "…Ms. Beckett?"
"Castle!" She hissed. "If those words ever come from your mouth again, they will be the last words you ever speak!"
"Okay, okay. I'm only having a bit of fun. You don't need to be so sensitive."
"You are getting on my last nerve."
"Fine, really, I'm sorry."
"How about we make a deal Castle?"
He was intrigued. "What kind of deal?"
"If you shut up for the rest of the ride back to my apartment, I will let you pick the station."
"Really?" He grinned from ear to ear.
"Yes really, but not another word." Her voice was stern. "I'm serious."
Castle smiled, and rolled down the window.
"Castle, what are you doing?"
He pretended to take a key, lock his mouth, and then proceeded to flick it out the window. Rolling the window back up he gave a wicked grin Kate's way.
She rolled her eyes. "Fine, it's all yours." She motioned towards the radio dial. He played with it until he found a song he knew and mouthed the words, pretending to play drums all the way to Kate's apartment.
