Chapter 15 – Riding in Cars

My apologies, Chapter 14 – had the wrong title, should have been "A Little more Sunday Night." And it had way to many few typos. I need a proof reader.

They road back to the station in silence - each, unbeknownst to the other, each had returned to Monday morning.

Castle slowly woke up, he didn't want to open his eyes and find out last night was a dream. Hmm maybe it wasn't a dream? He had never smelled coffee in a dream before. He began to feel around the bed, searching for her. Ahhh there she was…his fingers brushed against the softness of her thigh. He walked his fingers up to the edge of her shorts and gave them a gentle tug. She responded by placing a hand in his hair and delicately arranging what he knew was crazy spikey bedhead.

"Coffee?"

"Any good?"

Kate snorted "Not sure a guy in Batman Boxers is allowed to question my coffee making skills."

Castle's face reddened and he quickly reached to grasp the duvet to shield himself, only to realize he was safely hidden under the covers. "You peeked!" he squeaked.

She set down her coffee cup slid under the covers and tugged at his waist band. He felt his breath catch in his throat – "You're half naked in my bed and you don't expect me to sneak a peek?"

Castle reached out and gathered her into a bear hug, rolled her on top of him. "Did I measure up to your fantasies? Then rolled them again, he was on top of her with their legs tangled amongst the bedding. He brushed the hair from her face "Waiting for an answer."

Kate's body started rocking with laughter. She reached up and pulled his lip between her teeth, giving it a little bite. "Oh Ricky…I'll never tell."

Castle had always wondered if Kate Beckett was ticklish, now was the time to find out. Castle sat up and took a finger and began to trace letters over her left hip.

Kate started to wiggle and giggle. "What are you writing?"

Yep – ticklish. "Visualizing how perfect 'fangirl' would look right here. Then your hips would have balancing tattoos."

Kate roared with laughter "Not on your life! 1 tat is enough for me."

Castle bent down to give her exposed tummy a kiss. He felt and hear the hitch in her breath as the trailed kisses over to where he had been writing 'fangirl' and began to make his own personal tattoo with his mouth.

Kate swatted at his head and tried to squirm her way out of his grasp. He was stronger than she gave him credit for and she was weakened thru laughter. "Are you going to come up for air or what?"

He moved back to her belly "Hmm, could stay here all day…" Castle suddenly popped back up, leaned toward her face with his hair falling into a devilishly charming disheveled mess. "…I need to get going."

Kate's brows furrowed and she pursed her lips "Go?" Her hands roamed his back, willing him to stay.

Castle hesitated for a moment, he really didn't want to tell her "I have a meeting with my…umm, mmm, well publisher at 10:30." He couldn't help but see a fleeting sting of pain in Kate's eyes.

Kate held his eye, willing herself not to blink. "Castle I'm a big girl you can say her name."

Not good she called him Castle. He had really hoped it would be Rick when they were alone. She had said his first name so rarely that it felt special when she did. He even liked the way Kate said Ricky. Although he doubted he would get away with Katie.

Castle dipped his head and captured her lips with his and in between kisses said "I know. I just know that I don't ever need to hear Dr. Motorcycle Boy's name EVER again, thought you might feel the same way about her name."

Kate began to return his kiss in earnest "Never thought you were the jealous possessive type."

Castle reached one hand up to tuck her hair behind her ear with his other hand he brushed away her furrowed brow. "You have no idea."

Beckett maneuvered the Crown Vic into its spot. Their eyes met in the rear view mirror – they both said what where you think about.

It was just part of Castle's nature that he loved words, loved to speak and even though he knows his partner so well, this new twist to his relationship was reminding him that in their personal life he was going to need to take the lead. "Case running through your mind?"

Beckett dropped her eyes, gave a slight shake of her head a trailed a finger down his thigh to rest her hand on his knee giving him a light squeeze. "No…" the tone of her voice change "…thinking about waking up with you."

Castle thought his heart would stop, all he had to do was ask and he would receive. With a boyish grin he replied "Me too."

She turned toward him a bit more "It was nice."

"I know – it keeps playing on replay on my mind. It's similar to when I start to conceive an idea for a story or a chapter it starts to formulate in my mind and play over and over and over until I write it down."

Her stare was intense "You're going to write about us?" Her voice betrayed her and went up an octave "Us/Us?" She removed her hand from his knee and gestured between the two of them. "Us/us not Nikki and Rook?"

He hesitated. "I'd like to."

Beckett's eyes narrowed into slits as she leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms. "What would you do with it?"

He had to pick his words carefully, he desperately wanted to say for our kids – for your wedding present but Castle knew the words 'kids' and 'wedding' might send her down an all new kind of rabbit whole. "Keep it for us."

He could see the wheels turning in her head. Her shoulders drop and her arms uncrossed allowing her hands to land in her lap. He could see her struggling to keep them relaxed as she chewed on the bottom right corner of her lip. "And you wouldn't share it?"

"Only with you."

Beckett shot Castle a smile, the smile that made his insides turn to goo. "I'd like that…" she pulled the keys out of the ignition and turned to open the door, shot a very sultry smile over her shoulder and said "…but I'm still not getting a 'fangirl' tattoo." as she slammed the door, leaving him sitting alone in the car with a shit eating grin.