This chapter is dedicated to ArtemisBeloved. Thank you so much!
Inside the house, Rick looked around for Kate but didn't see where she'd managed to slink off to. He scanned the kitchen, and then walked toward the den, but there was no sign of his pretty detective.
"Kate?" He finally called. After a long pause when there was no still response, he headed toward the living room and past that, the bedrooms and screamed like a little girl when something collided with the back of him. Kate was wrapped around him- again- and when she laughed at his high pitched scream, he snapped, "What are you, half monkey?"
Kate's laugh turned husky and she put her lips right on Castle's earlobe when she softly said, "Maybe I just like having my legs wrapped around you." The husky laugh continued when she saw him swallow hard, and she took his earlobe into her mouth.
Castle reached for her and pulled Kate around his body, holding her in front of him now. He took two steps and pressed Kate back against a conveniently located wall. "Be careful, little girl," he warned her, his voice low. "You're gonna get yourself in trouble one of these days."
She cocked an eyebrow at him and gave him a smoky look. "You promise?"
Rick narrowed his eyes on her and couldn't resist any longer; he pressed her body between the wall and his own and brought his lips crashing down on her mouth.
Kate's hands shoved though his hair, clutching him and pulling him even closer. She spent a long, fiery moment fighting him for dominance of their kiss and when she feared she was about to lose- however happily- she fisted her hands in his hair and pulled him away. "I'm not a little girl," she told him and then congratulated herself on how even her voice sounded, though her insides were trembling. "I could take you down, Castle."
"Your skinny little ass barely fills my hands." Rick's voice rumbled as he emphasized his point by squeezing said body part and hiking her higher up the wall. "You weight as much as a teenage girl. And you made me tuck you into bed last night. Some part of you at least is still a child," he accused in a superior tone. Rick knew he acted like a child half the time, so he was glad to see that Kate could be childish too when the mood struck. Was there any way in which they were incompatible, he wondered? He suspected the answer to that was a resounding 'No!'
"I'm not that skinny," Kate said defensively, sensitive- as any woman- to disparaging comments about her body.
Rick laughed and squeezed her skinny rear end again. "I wasn't complaining."
Kate pursed her lips. "Size notwithstanding, I could still kick your ass, any day."
His lips formed the word, "Ooo," though no sound came out. He gave her a smoky look of his own and teased her, "I love it when you talk dirty."
"Truth," she said, rolling her eyes. "Although, I don't talk dirty half as often as you misinterpret me that way."
He smiled and asked, "Aren't innuendoes fun like that?"
"Fun," Kate seemingly agreed. Then added, "Annoying. Same difference."
"Just admit it," he told her, drawing close again. "You like my sense of humor."
She narrowed her eyes, staring down at his lips and murmured, "I admit nothing," before taking his mouth in a searing kiss.
Rick's hands moved up her body, grasping her ribs. Kate broke away, gasping, when his thumbs brushed over the bottom curve of her breasts. Rick looked into her eyes and he could see her desire burning there. She was ready, he could see it, but there was no hint of any deeper emotion. She was excited, turned on, but there was no love there… yet. And he wanted her love. When he looked into her eyes, the first time they were together, he wanted to see her love for him burning there alongside the lust. He also had the suspicion that she would sleep with him during their weekend, but talk herself out anything more if she wasn't in love with him. So Rick found what little strength he had- gathered up all his short supply of self-restraint- and laughed. He was momentarily proud, too, when the sound was steady and sexy.
"If you're trying to distract me, so I'll forget about the bikini, it won't work." He stepped away from the wall and let Kate slip gently to the floor. He kissed her lightly one last time and then pushed her toward the bedrooms. "Let's go get changed. I'll meet you out on the beach."
Kate stood in her open bedroom doorway and stared at Rick's closed door. What the heck? She wondered. He's been making flirty comments for years, but when I finally…
Maybe he was so used to being rebuffed that he didn't want to push his luck now?
I'll just have to be more obvious next time, she shrugged and turned into her room to go change.
A/N: I just had to share this 'cause I thought it was interesting; I write out my stories by hand before I type them up, and as I was writing this and the next chapter, I kept writing Hate in stead of Kate… weird, huh? I did that a couple times. Wonder what that could mean…? I mean, I love Kate! *shrugs*
Yeah, I know this one is short, but I wanted to post it. I've already written the next part, but it still needs editing… majorly.