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Ok, she will make him pay or kick his ass. But after this kiss because that's a really good one. And maybe – just maybe – she wanted to kiss him like this since she finished the first book she read (and since she saw his picture). So what if it's been a really long time since she went out on a date?
Speaking of it… oh, yeah. He just ditched her for her. And now she's helping him ditch her. That's just great, Kate. But maybe it isn't so bad after all – yes, it was pretty bad – but she could always make a lemonade, right?
When she let go of his lips and slowly gets back to her feet, she sips her drink again and looks up at him "Care to join me?". Kate smiles seductively and right on engage conversation to make him comfortable again "So… no."
"No?"
"I'm not expecting anyone. Not anymore, anyway"
"Huh?" He was a bit off his game.
"I think I got stood up. In fact, I was."
"I can't think who would be dumb enough to do that" He smiles apologetic
"Don't worry about it. The kiss actually helped a little bit". She smirks and looks away.
She's blushing a bit and she wants to kick her sorry ass for that. Somehow it is enough to convince him to enjoy her company and talk about anything that comes to mind.
After a couple hours and several drinks, a bit tipsy (she sure as hell could hold her liquor well) she needs to use the little girl's room. So she stands up, steps in the V of his legs while he's not looking and pushes his buttons a bit with her proximity, unconsciously teasing his thighs with her nails, dragging her lips across his cheek just to feel the tease of his stubble on her skin, she whispers to him "I'll be right back".
She can feel his body's response, the shiver on his neck and his voice, choked, mumbling something.
"There's a room. Upstairs" He's intoxicated by her, not making very much sense of his words.
"Huh?" She's amused by her effect on him.
"I have a room. Do you want to come up?" She can tell he is as tipsy as she is.
She wasn't expecting this invitation right now. Does he think she's leaving? Is this an act of despair?
"What-"
"I mean, there's a lounge next to the bedroom."
Ok, now she's confused.
"I'd like to talk – just talk – to you in a quieter place, if you will" Talk, huh? Yeah, right… He might want to rethink that in a bit.
"Not your finest moment, huh?" she teases.
"No." And he's nervous "I'm sorry… terrible idea. Let's just stay here and have a few more drinks". Is he afraid she might leave? How cute!
"I really have to go…" She whispers and watches his expression. He looks so sad with those words that she kisses him passionately and whispers again in his ear "but I'll be right back and we can go upstairs".
As she steps into the bathroom she considers calling Lanie. What the hell is she going to do next? Sleep with him?
Would that be so bad? Of course it would… he stood her up! But she really really wants to be with him. He is such an easy talk, incredibly nice on the eyes… she wants to spend more time with him.
She didn't have time to call Lanie and explain everything (she got her into this mess, she should at least be aware of that, but maybe tomorrow) so she would have to figure this one out on her own.
So, she's enjoying herself, but she's Cinderella for the night. At some point, she'll have to face the truth and burst their bubble. He can't get away from what he did and she can't be with him as someone else. It's not worth it.
After making herself presentable again, Kate leaves to find Castle.
When they get to his room, after a really awkward elevator ride, she takes the card from his hands to let him know she's ok with being up there with him. She points to the couch and he nods; he points to the champagne and she nods as well.
They're far from each other as if that meant "taking control" of themselves.
After maybe an hour of more conversation, she realizes how close they've gotten. Their thighs are touching and she's leaning into him, who's relaxed telling her stories about his crazy adventures.
And now she really wants to spend the night with him. It would be amazing because he's something else. Or she goes home right now or she's in trouble with herself.
She's drawn to him, somehow, can't keep her hands off him, always touching and brushing. They've drunk enough to let down all barriers and flirt shamelessly. Just like old friends, or old lovers, they bonded.
So it's time to go. She puts her glass down and turns to him, and he just knows she's saying goodbye.
"What are you doing?"
"It's getting late, I should go"
"No! I-I mean… It's really late. Why don't you stay here for tonight? I can take the couch. You can have the bedroom"
"Yeah… I can't."
"Why not?" He sits up "I-I"
"Because…" She leans into him and kisses his life out of him "You're far too good at kissing for me to stay there and sleep" She says crawling up his body and lining up their bodies, in spite of her better judgment. "So I think it's better to just go home and-"
The thing is, her mouth's saying things her body doesn't intend to do.
"Oh" He lets out struggling to keep control. They've both get more than enough to drink, so they are obviously aroused and not trying to hide it.
"I had a great time tonight" She whispers to his lips playing with his buttons.
"I did too" he responds running his hands over her back trying to keep her close.
By the time she managed to get to the door throughout kisses and gropes and moans it have gotten far too late for a woman to take a cab and go home.
He presses her against the door "Stay" he says and kisses her neck.
"Can't" she manages to respond.
"Yeah, you can… stay with me tonight" he locks gazes with her, both half drunk and half aroused.
"I-I" her voice fades as he lifts her against the door, against his better judgment, and she hooks her legs around him "Have to go". And Kate can feel how much he wants her to stay with him that night.
She declines with kisses once again, slipping out the door.
He holds her wrist smiling with lip gloss all over his face "Don't go Cinderella on me… tell me your name"
She gives him a smug grin "Kate" and she sucks on her bottom lip, looking straight into his blues "short for Katherine."
He gently pulls her inside the room once again and closes the door behind him.
"Kate? As in my Kate? My date?"
"Not yours, Castle."
"But you were there to meet me" He argues.
"Oh, now you were expecting someone?" She changes her tone.
"What?" He sees her point, he does.
"You ditched me for the closest hot piece of ass you could find!"
"But it was you!"
"You didn't know that! Was I not worthy of your time? It's just me or you're this kind of a jerk with all the women you pick up or set up dates with?"
"I-Yo-What?! No! I thought-"
"You thought what? The more the merrier? You gave me your number so you obviously were interested, so why on earth would you do something like this?"
"I didn't even remember giving you my number! It's been over a year since the last time I gave a girl my number while signing a book!"
"Are you serious?! And that makes it ok?! Come on!"
"Ok... wait! That came out wrong! But why didn't you say anything?!"
"You know… if you haven't screw this up this bad, I'd maybe think of you as more than a spoiled playboy" She throws bitter words at him, heartbroken again and storms out of the room.
When she gets to the sidewalk, rain it's pouring down from the sky.
"Great!" Now she's not getting a cab. So she walks. This heartache has got to mean she's more than just smitten by him, she might have fallen in love with him tonight if he weren't such an ass.
She's two blocks away when she hears him calling out her name and running towards her.
Thank god for the rain because she wouldn't handle him seeing her tears for him. Damn him!
"Kate! Please!"
"Go away, Castle! You've done enough for one night!"
"Wait! Kate! I'm sorry! The guy who stood you up, it's not me."
"If you even try to mention a twin brother, I swear to god-"
He chuckles "No! No… I'm an only child."
"I know."
"Right… you're a fan." He smirks "I screwed up. Bad. But those kisses, our talks, the way you looked at me… I know there's more to it"
"The way I looked at you? That's what you're going with?"
"Not just looking, groping, kissing, moaning" He grins gladly at her.
She looks away.
"I was smitten by you from the moment you walked into that bar. You make me nervous, Kate." He steps into her personal space.
"What can I do to make it up to you?" He pleads treading his fingers through her wet blonde locks.
She keeps quiet, pulling it together. And she barely lets out "There's something, actually"
"Anything!"
"Nah... I don't think you can do it."
"I can do it!"
"Sorry Castle… I don't think you have it in you."
"I have it in me!"
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah!"
"Can you steal a police horse on Central Park right now?"
"I can do it with my eyes closed! Wait. Steal what?!"
"Can you do it without your clothes?"
"What if I get arrested?" Not that he really cares about that, it sounds fun.
"Don't get caught."
"huh..." He pretends to think about it.
"But, you know... if you're afraid..."
"Nope! It's fine by me. C'mon… Let's do it."
She pulls him to her and kisses him deeply.
Little did he know she's a cop or that she's friends with the officer on the Cetral Park shift tonight.
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