A/N: So I saw my reviews from the first chapter and laughed so hard! Thank you guys so much! Beckett NYPD I didn't really know what to do with him after that so I just had him go to sleep… andy1990 Don't worry, she doesn't go all stand offish 0 Thanks for being interested and yes she did just leave in his shirt :P I had to have her do one more crazy thing.

So here is chapter two keep the reviews coming. I read every single one, I really do.

"Beckett?" Castle asked standing in front of Beckett's desk.

"Yes?" She answered not bothering to look up from her paper work.

"Here, I brought you coffee." Castle then said, holding out the coffee cup full of coffee.

"Thank you." She said looking up at him, smiling, and taking the cup of coffee. She looked up after she took a sip of coffee and sitting it on her desk. Somehow her eyes found his. His sweet blue eyes provide on ocean of comfort to her, even though he doesn't know it.

"Kate, I'm…" Castle began.

"Castle, please don't tell me you're getting ready to say you're sorry."

"Well, Kate, I…" He began once again

"Castle, there is nothing to apologize for. We had a great night together, if anything I should be saying thank you for the lovely breakfast!" She told him.

"Fine." Castle caved in. He knew there was nothing to apologize about, it was true, there shared a wonderful night, that's it, nothing to apologize for.

Once again their eyes met. They both knew there was something special about the other one, but neither could put their finger on it.

There were so many things Castle loved about Kate. He loved how strong and independent she was. He loved how brave she was, well, more like envied. He loved her hair, how it always smelled of mangos. He loved how she could solve a murder in a few hours, and in four inch heels.

To be honest, Kate had numerous things she loved about him. She loved his hair, how it was always messy, yet put together. She loved his eyes, and how they always managed to see right through her. She loved his cockiness, his humor, and secretly, his books. Most of all though, she loved him, and whether she knew it or not, he loved her too.

She wished they weren't at work. Even though last night, she let her guard down for Castle, she would do it again. Sure she was drunk, but something about the whole thing felt, right. Beckett couldn't explain her feelings, she had never been able too, but maybe, something was about to change.

"Castle, I… I…" She began, stuttering. She knew what she wanted to say, but knew it would be out of place. Now wasn't the time to tell him she loved him.

"Yea…" Castle replied, in a bit of a daze at the fact that Kate Beckett had just stuttered.

"I wanted to thank you for breakfast!" She quickly said, changing the subject in her mind from love, to food.

"No problem!" Castle said a bit full of himself. "Glad you enjoyed the two bites you took if it."

"Sorry, had to go home, get my clothes on." She reminded him, though it wasn't possible for him to forget.

He didn't want to forget. He loved the image of her in his shirt. He just loved thinking of her. Even the smallest things, coffee, watches, everything reminded him of her.

"What do you say we move that dinner up to tonight?" He said spontaneously, not thinking at all about the fact that they were at work.

"Castle!" She whispered at him angrily.

"What?" He asked giving his brain time to process what he had just done. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot."

"Sure." Was her only reply.

"But really?" He asked, he really did want to know, he loved spending time with her.

"Castle, right now we are at work, and I'm not someone who mixes business with pleasure."

"So is that a yes or a no?" Castle wondered aloud.

"It's a maybe." Beckett told him, slouching over her desk to be eye level with him, then leaving to get more coffee.

"Oh Kate Beckett, so beautiful, yet so hard to get." He said aloud.

"What was that?" Kevin asked through a giggle.

"Nothing." Castle answered a bit embarrassed before getting up, straightening his jacket, and leaving to find Kate.

When Castle finally managed to track down Kate, he saw something he never dreamed he'd see. There she was Kate Beckett, sitting in a random chair in random hallway, reading Heat Wave. Maybe all of his wildest dreams were about to come true.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" Castle asked jokingly.

"Castle!" Beckett replied.

"Is it a good book?" Castled asked her.

"What? Oh, um, it's ok." She answered, playing hard to get. She loved teasing him, she loved messing with his ego.

"Oh really? Because I believe the New York Times would care to disagree."

"Would they now?" Beckett asked him.

"Yes they would."

"Well, why don't you find out what I really think, let's move that date up to tonight." Beckett declared.

"Ah, the uncrackable Kate Beckett cracking under the words of the amazing Richard Castle." Castled boasted.

"Maybe, maybe not. Let's see if he has the same effect tonight at dinner shall we?" She continued teasing him. At this point it was a bit of a game, one she really enjoyed.

"We shall." He answered with a smirk.

"Good, and Castle next time, write a realistic sex scene." She told him with a smile as she walked away.

Little did they know, things were about to get very realistic, in more than one way.