A/n. How odd, I never thought that I would enjoy writing much. I hated essays at school, and didn't like writing papers. I guess you just need something that inspires you enough to start it all off. I hope you are enjoying reading my words as much as I am enjoying delivering them to you. PoT, my beta. dave-ck, thank you for that one line.
Disclaimer. Eh, I wish.
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Chapter 5
The two people embracing in the middle of a dark, deserted street finally felt that they were at least somewhat on the same page where it came to their innermost feelings.
She, the beautiful Detective Kate Beckett. He, the ruggedly handsome best-selling author Richard Castle.
A cop and a writer.
An inspiration and the inspired.
Crime fighters, the dynamic duo.
Colleagues and friends.
But maybe tonight was the night when all that would become unimportant, so that romance and love could take centre stage.
Woman and man.
Kate and Rick.
They held each other tightly. It felt so liberating, intimate and exhilarating to finally be able to cling to each other. Feel the heat radiating from their bodies and seeping into their pores.
Kate ran her hands up and down Rick's back, feeling the muscles ripple under her fingertips. So powerful, yet so soft and yielding.
Rick combed his fingers through Kate's brunette locks. He inwardly thanked whoever was in power and made this evening one of revelations, because he had longed to feel the silky strands for so long.
The air in their lungs moved in and out in sync, the blood in their veins somehow kept a steady rush, making their hearts beat at the same pace. If it were possible they would melt together and become one being.
Not yet.
Kate drew a in a slow cleansing breath.
"Do you know a place where we wouldn't be interrupted? I need to sit down and let all that I have been holding in for so long come out into the open. You need that too, don't you?"
She lifted her head from that amazingly warm and oh-so-Castle spot where his neck met the line of his shoulder. She found his blue eyes with her hazel ones. While doing so she let the last pieces of her wall crumble at her feet and for the first time ever looked into Rick's eyes without hiding anything. Without a veil of fear, confusion, anger. She held her insecurities in check and just let herself feel.
Rick was mesmerised. He didn't think he had ever seen anything as clear and beautiful as Kate's eyes at that moment. Her gaze was blinding him. Like the brightest star in the sky it led him to her. It was simply amazing. Seeing her so unguarded. Finally. It elated him, he couldn't do anything else but match the intensity of her gaze.
"Yes, that is exactly what I need. What we need, Kate. Words. I've got so many of them, those that never see the light of day. Where would you like to go?"
"Do you think we could go to the loft? I have to confess, it has always made me feel at home." She hoped it was not too odd of a request, going back there.
"I don't mind. You are always welcome there, you know that. But Alexis and Mother will be there, most likely sleeping, and that does't comply with the 'no-interruptions' rule we so desperately need. I can't guarantee that we'll be left alone."
"The door to your office, does it have a lock? Do you think that could work as a do not disturb sign?" She asked hesitantly.
The corners of Rick's mouth lifted slightly, amusement shining through.
"Kate? Do not disturb, huh? But yeah. Yeah, that would work."
Kate moved her hands to rest lightly on Rick's chest, a silent apology for pushing him earlier.
She reluctantly moved her body away from his. Her hands lingered though, not wanting to lose the heat radiating from within him.
Rick placed his palms on top of hers, squeezed her fingers slightly. Her delicate, beautiful hands. To finally feel the slender digits. He laced their fingers together, not wanting to let go either, it felt so good to be able to be close to her.
"Do you mind if I drive, Kate? I want to take us home."
"No, yeah, of course. I am sorry. I hijacked your car." She gently placed the car keys in his warm palm winding her fingers around his.
Not letting go of her hand, Rick led Kate to the passenger side of the car. She eased herself into the soft leather. She reluctantly let go of his hand and instantly felt the loss of the heat. It made her shudder. But she was sure now, that she would feel that warmth again. Soon.
Meanwhile Rick ran around the car and settled behind the wheel.
The Ferrari came back to life. It seemed though, the purr of the motor had settled down, and was not as menacing as before.
The man eased the car back into the sparse night time traffic of New York city and retraced the erratic steps that they had already taken earlier that night. This time though, the speed was slow and easy. He was taking them home.
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