I know this one is really short... sorry :P It's meant to be like that though... short and sweet :) The next chapter won't be here for a while... I'm trying though! I can hardly find time anymore to write... I'm really busy:( But your reviews are keeping me going! :)
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Alexis watched her dad in amusement as he scrambled back and forth from the living room to his bedroom and back, each time coming back with a different colored long-sleeved polo shirt on. Every time he returned, he asked; "How does this one look?" or "What about this color?"
He started to sound like a broken record, along with his daughter.
"Dad, I told you. I like the dark blue one, but it doesn't matter which one you wear..." She was clearly ready to walk out the door, all she had to do was grab her purse.
"It's not a date,"
"Yeah... so... it's a... erm..." As he searched for a definition, Alexis rolled her bright teal eyes, a small grin on her face. "Night out?"
Castle grimaced. Why couldn't he just say 'It's a date?' It would make things so much easier. It would make life easier. But Detective Kate Beckett just had to be stubborn. He knew she wanted to say it as much as he did, so... WHY?
He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and looked in the mirror, a crimson shirt on. "Yeah... a night out."
Finally returning fro his bedroom for the final time, he fixed the collar of his dark blue shirt. Alexis snorted, folding her arms.
"And men think it takes us too long to get ready."
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