Richard Castle woke up next the ever-beautiful Kate Beckett. He rolled over to look at the clock, which read eleven thirty AM. They both had clearly slept in, but after the events that had taken place yesterday, it was understandable.
He rolled back over and wrapped both of his arms around her sleeping form protectively. After she had safely stepped off that bomb yesterday, and just in the mere nick of time. He swore that he would never let her out of his sight again.
When she uttered the three words that he never thought that he would hear from her, he wanted nothing more then to hold her in his arms. Yet when Castle realized that wasn't a possibility, his heart had never ached more, and he had never felt so many emotions all at once.
So now that she was lying here in his arms, he was more than content to just stay like this this forever.
"I love you Kate." He whispered softly burying his face in her hair and taking in her scent.
"Always.." she mumbled sleepily.
So I have a bunch of these in my notebook. Should I keep posting them?