I hope you guys are enjoying the story. I am having a lot of fun writing this(:

Buttons on a coat

Light-hearted joke

No proof not much

But you saw enough

"No Espo, the victim's mom doesn't know what she has been up to for the past three months of her life." I said into the phone to fill Esposito and Ryan in from Castle and I's interview with out latest victim's mother.

"I'll run phone records and financials to see if anything pops." Esposito answers

"Thanks Espo!" I said and hung up the phone while still keeping my eyes on the road.

From the corner of my eyes I saw Castle was staring at something, something on me to be exact.

"What are you looking at Castle?"

"Your coat." He says while still staring at it.

"What about my coat?" I asked confusingly

" The top button is different than the rest, a lot different."

I tried to look down really quick to see what he's talking about, and right at the moment I see the button, I recall the story behind the replaced button. I don't know if Castle will wan to hear the story, but I know for sure he will ask.

I was deep in thoughts and biting my lips when Castle speaks again, "judging by the look on your face, there is a story, a JUICY story by the looks of it." He said excitingly.

"Ugh, Castle, I know you live for the stories, but I don't think you would want this one." I said rolling my eyes.

"Come on, Beckett, just tell me!" he says pleadingly, and I know without looking at him that he is making his puppy dog eyes.

"Fine! But you asked for it."

I was kind of nervous by now, and don't know where to begin my story.

"It's not even a story, really." And glanced over at Castle during my red light, he was waiting very impatiently for me to start my little recall.

"You remember Will Sorenson?"

"Your old FBI squeezes? That boring dude?" Castle said with a amuse tone in his voice.

"Yeah, well, he popped it one time, and I never found the button." I said really fast and I feel a rush of heat rising to my cheek.

"while you guys were…? Eww, Beckett! Why would you tell me that? You are MY girlfriend!"

I smiled and said, "well, you asked for it."

"Maybe you should call Sorenson and tell him about the time where you lost all of your buttons on your shirt." I turned my head just in time to see Castle winking at me.

My smile was so wide I felt like my face was splitting up. I felt giddy; I never thought I could have a relationship with a guy who makes me so happy even just with these light-hearted jokes.

Castle reached over and rubs his thumb on the back of my hand, and this feels so right.

He's looking out on the street, and I think I'm in love with him.

Reviews are appreciated! thanks for reading!