Because some of you wanted it. Caskett-y goodness.

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Chapter 13: Dress

The drive back from the restaurant hadn't taken that long, the late hour combined with their location meant there was little traffic on the road. He pulled into the driveway of their villa parking in front of the door; there was a slight breeze in the air when they got out of the car so they got inside quickly.

"Hey, do you fancy a drink?" Kate asks.

"Yes please, coffee sounds good. Could you make it, I need the toilet."

"Sure." He sprints off in the direction of the bathroom but instead of going left to the bathroom he turns right into the bedroom. In all the time that she thought he'd been getting dressed he had actually being planning a mini surprise, ok it wasn't all the time only probably a few minutes. His hair did need fixing, it was wrong to go out and not have the famous 'Castle' hair look just right.

The rose petals were spread about and the candles decorated the room nicely; all he had to do was light them. Yes, light them, where were the matches? He could have sworn that he left them on her bedside table. "No, no, no. Matches, where are you?" He muttered to himself. He lifts up the corner of the duvet and thankfully he finds them, "Phew." He sets to work lighting the candles, sheesh, why did he buy so many. He gets them done though, now he hears that the kettle has finished boiling, toilet yeh. He runs back across the hall, closing the bedroom door as he goes, making it quick.

"Shall I bring yours to the bedroom?" She shouts.

"Please" He replies. Back in the bedroom he surveys it once more, it looks nice just as she likes. He can now hear her coming down the hall by the clicks of her heels on the stone floor. He hides behind the half open door waiting for her to come in. His heart is beating fast, it probably shouldn't be but he's excited for her to see this.

As she gets to the door, "Rick wh..." It's then when she sees what he has done, everything laid out and the candles glowing brightly. Now far enough through the door, he comes up behind her and slides his arms around her waist mindful of the two steaming mugs in her hands. She turns her head to look at him with a smile saying "Rick, what's this?"

"Just a surprise." Followed by a brief kiss, "And a thank you."

"Wow, it is lovely." He takes both of the mugs from her and places them on the table beside them. "Thank you." He turns her to bring her into a hug and leans down to kiss her again.

"No need to thank me, Captain."

"When did you get all this stuff?"

"When you were perusing the clothes and shoes section."

"It's so sweet." She reaches up to kiss him. His hands travel to the zip of her dress, slowly bringing it down unzipping it tooth by tooth. If she wasn't so lost in the kiss she'd probably have swatted his hands away to do it herself. It's not until she notices it being dragged down her arms does she help with the process of removing it. The dress is not going to spend the night on the floor, she takes it carefully off and places it over the chair beside the table. Not a hanger but that would be killing the mood. She managed to get out of his grasp enough so that when he pulls her back in she stumbles back into his chest.

"You were right, I did want to see what's under the dress." Pressing kisses to the side of her neck. "It's very, very sexy."

"There'd be stockings too but it is too hot for that."

"Hmm, something's hot."

"That's awful."

"You like it though." She manages to loosen his arms enough so that she can turn to face him. She looks down to her feet and toes off those sinfully high shoes.

"Sometimes." She kisses his neck realising that he's majorly overdressed. "You're wearing too many clothes."

"Do something about it." So she does, undoing each button slowly and carefully. She likes this shirt although it is going to need washing before he wears it again. The heat has made him quite sweaty. When it is unbuttoned and untucked from his trousers it falls to the floor behind him. This slow process, loving each other is what makes it love. His trousers follow soon after then he walks them towards the bed, gently laying her down. Not having broken the kiss until that point both wearing smiles that stretch from ear to ear. When he falls on top of her because one of his arms gave way after it slips on a rose petal, they both break into giggles.

"You know maybe you should leave the rose petals next time, or at least not put them on the bed. We can't have you falling on me when I'm pregnant."

"No but I'm still clumsy." He goes back to kissing her, it's one of the best ways to shut her up. He learned that pretty early on but it is still effective.

"Wait, wait, wait." She tells him breaking the kiss, "What about the coffee?"

"Are you serious?" She just laughs and brings his head down so she can kiss him, lots.

There you go, hope you enjoyed it. This wasn't planned either so there's one more holiday chapter.

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