A/N: So… I continued. Yippee! Read it and weep! Actually… don't cry, but do review and let me know what you think of it!

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"Kate…" his voice came out in a tight whisper. God, he wanted to. He really wanted to kiss her.

"Castle, please." She dropped her gaze. Why had she said that? What the hell was she thinking? She mentally cursed herself for letting her heart win. He loved her… She knew that; he had told her so that dreadful day at the cemetery. But that was nearly a year ago, and he didn't know she knew. Maybe he had moved on. God, how could she be so naïve to think he still wanted her and only her. "Or am I too late?" she whispered, keeping her eyes focused on his shoes.

She felt a finger under her chin, tilting her face up. She kept her eyes down, not wanting to look into his eyes and realize she was right, that he had moved on. "Do you really think I could love anyone but you?" he asked, his voice soft and was that anguish seeping into his voice? She looked up at that, staring into his eyes. "Do you think anyone could ever compare to you?"

She looked down again, opening her mouth to answer, but words escaped her. "I… I do—" He cut her off, his lips catching hers by surprise. His hand that was beneath her chin moved to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing gently under her eye. His lips moved softly over hers; not pushing, just enjoying the moment. Her hand fell to his chest, her slender fingers sliding against his neck as she kissed him back. She was done holding back. She wanted him, and she wanted him to know it. So she kissed him harder, her tongue slipping across his lower lip before she gently bit down on it. He shivered. She grinned against his mouth, pulling back. She rested her forehead against his, opening her eyes to catch his love struck gaze. "I mean it like that, Castle," she whispered to him. He smiled, his face cracking open and his eyes crinkling.

"I do, too."

Another flash. He fully caught it this time. He turned towards the light, eyes scanning the crowd to find the camera. Of course, it was Lanie. She held her phone in her hands, squealing silently as she watched her best friend finally fall into the arms of the man she loved. "I kinda hope that was clear," he commented.

"Hmm?" she hummed, not understanding what he was talking about.

"The picture."

"What?" she asked, surprised. She pulled her head back. "What picture?"

He gave her a confused look. "The one Lanie just took… You didn't notice?"

"Lanie," she groaned, drawing out the name.

"You didn't notice, did you?" he asked with a smirk. "The great Detective Beckett was so caught in the moment, she didn't notice the flash going off. Mark this in the books!"

"Shut up," she grumbled, settling back into his arms. She didn't honestly care about the picture. Sure, she hated pictures. But she was kinda like Castle on this one; she wanted to know how it turned out.

He grinned, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of her head. Man, it felt great to be able to do that freely now. "You know…" he started, "As much as I'd love to stay right here with you, this kind of dancing doesn't quite fit this song."

Kate shrugged. Honestly, she hadn't realized the song had changed at all. She listened now, trying to name the tune. "Drink?" she asked.

He huffed a laugh, but found her hand and pulled her away from the dance floor. Before they could get very far, they were attacked by a very excited Lanie. "Girl, it's about time!" she nearly screamed, throwing her arms around Kate. Kate laughed, hugging her back, but keeping her eyes locked on Castle.

"Yeah, I know. I'm a little slow on the draw," she joked, tossing him a wink.

He just smiled. "I would've waited forever."

"Aweeee!" Lanie exclaimed. "Girl, he better be getting lucky tonight, or Imma smack you."

Kate blushed, dropping her gaze.

"And I better hear every little detail about it, too! I've waited for years for you to tell me you slept with Writer Boy over here. But no… Never that juicy."

"Lanie!" Kate protested, "Can we talk about this later?"

"Fine," she huffed, "But don't think I'll forget."

"I got it, I got it," Kate mumbled, frowning.

Lanie gave Kate another hug. "I'm happy for you, babe. You better keep him close."

She nodded, "Don't plan on letting him go anytime soon." She squeezed her friend back before letting go completely. "Come on, Castle. I want that drink."

He smiled as she took his hand again, leading them towards the bar. "So…" he started. "How often am I the topic of your and Doctor Parish's conversation?"

She ignored him, purposely avoiding his eyes. Those damn eyes could get anything out of her. It probably didn't help that she just wanted to make him happy at this point.

"Oh c'mon, Kate!" he pleaded with her. "At least tell me what you talk about. Is it kinky?"

She rolled her eyes. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she commented with a smug grin.

He stared at her. "Well… yes. Hence the reason I asked." They had reached the bar, and he was still trying to catch her gaze. "C'mon, Kate," he said, sliding up against her, his hand gripping her hip. "Tell me what you talk about during your girls' nights."

She eyed him critically before smirking. She schooled her features, dropping her eyes to the top button of his shirt. Her right hand moved to pop the button, and slid down his chest. "Well…" she started, her voice low and seductive, "Maybe, if you're really good tonight…" Her eyes were still trained on his chest, but the slowly travelled up to his eyes, "Maybe, you'll experience just exactly what we talk about." She gave a sexy smirk before trailing her hand down to the waistband of his dress pants. She let her hand fall, turning to face the bartender.

He gulped. "Fair enough," he mumbled. She laughed, her eyes sparkling at she risked a glance back at him. He was cute all flustered like this.

The bartender slid her drink across the bar. She shot him a smile, muttering a 'thank you' before she picked the cherry out of the alcohol and placing it smoothly on her tongue. She closed her mouth around it, purposely letting her eyes meet his. He growled. She smiled, swallowed the cherry. She gestured for him to come. And he did, obeying her every command.

"Another kiss might help," she joked, biting her tongue softly.

"I think I can handle that," he replied, pulling her body into his as he dropped a kiss on her lips. They both smiled into the kiss, both praying for a memorable night to follow.

A/N 2: Thoughts!? And don't forget to vote for my little sister!