You thought you hid it so well.
"Oh my gosh, Kate."
No way he just happened to stumble upon it.
"I thought you never did this, Kaaate," he laughs, teasing you.
Folded between pages 104 and 105 of James Patterson's 1st To Die.
"I don't!"
Of course he found it.
"You have two!"
Now you want to die.
"I can't believe this."
You can feel yourself blushing, but you try to act like it's not a big deal. Because it isn't. Your fiancé is just a dork.
"Oh, Kate. Why did you hide them?" He's still laughing, both pictures clutched in one hand while the other holds Patterson's book under his arm.
"Because I knew you'd react like this!" You reach for the pictures to fold them back up, but he swings his arm up out of reach. "Seriously, Castle?"
"What? Forgive me if I want to see what kind of dress you'd like. This way I know what kind of tux I should wear."
You tore wedding gown pictures out of magazines and hid them inside a James Patterson book so your nosy fiancé wouldn't find them, but he has and now you are mortified.
You wish you could disappear, curl up under the blankets and pretend he never found them. Of course you lied when you said you've never done it before. And this is why. The knowing smirk on his face never wavers, and it's driving you insane. He will never let you live this down.
Why was he even looking at Patterson's book in the first place?
"Based on these you want something simple, but elegant. I could've conjured these up in my sleep."
"Because you know me so well," you say sarcastically.
"Exactly." He hands you back the pictures and smiles that boyish grin, his eyes boring into you like you hung the moon and stars. It loosens your resolve a little, a slight smile forming on your face when you remember you're marrying this sweet man.
"What?" You fold your arms across your chest as if you're still embarrassed, but a smirk settles on your lips.
He shrugs. "I just love you."
Your heart rate picks up, breathing getting erratic. The things he does to you.
You grin, unfold your arms, and take a step closer to him, leaning in to place your lips against his.
"I love you too."