Terms Of Endearment (Caskett)

Chapter six

Beckett didn't know what to think, he had called her love. Did he love her? Surly not. But what if he does? Why would he? So many things were flying about her mind she was not able to restrain her self from attempting to get answers from him.

"You called me love".

Beckett said her words slightly muffled by his chest. but still completely audible to caste. She could feel him tense and was aware he was going to say something but she spoke again before he had a chance. Pulling her body back and looking him in the eye, she asked the one thing she never had the courage to ask before.

"Do you love me, castle"?

He could see how terrified she was by the way she phrased the question. But along with fear there was a hint of something else in her voice, hope maybe? or at least he thought it was hope. He was slightly worried about how she would react if he told her the truth about how felt, but he was even more afraid of what the out come maybe if lied to her.

"Maybe I do".

He said, unsure how to handle the situation at hand. Beckett stared up at him, blushing madly with a smile splayed across her face. He loved her. Well He said maybe. Thats not a yes. It's not a no. Kate was Having a internal struggle with her self about to proceed, debating how she should act upon the new information she was given. She could lie, hide, and run. Or she could tell him how she felt, take a risk for a chance at happiness. Beckett constantly fought her self over this very matter, it was like a war. But tonight she was done fighting it. she was done. She was done trying to act like she didn't love him. She was done pretending she thought he was annoying. She was done trying to protect her self to the point were she was actually hurting herself. Right now she was done completely, and gave in to her desire.

"Maybe I love you to".

She said with such admiration. They stared at each other there hearts beating rapidly, faces slowly drawing closer, until there lips connected. It started out slow and shy but turned into something much more heated and passionate within seconds. Castle slid his tongue over her bottom lip, asking for entrance which she gladly allowed him. Beckett pulled him closer to her leaving no space between them and castle ran a hand threw her hair, this time it wasn't the soothing way he had did it before, this time it was a way to express to pure raw need for her. There tongues clashed and Beckett couldn't bite back the quite moan of satisfaction that escaped her. They parted only because of the need for oxygen. They grinned at each other, both of them clinging to the other like a life line. Beckett rested her head against his chest, listening to his rapid heart beat. Castle tugged her slightly and they both began to walk to his room. he lead her to the bed and they both laid down, nuzzling into to other. Beckett inhaled and was met with his scent, which she enjoy thoroughly. They laid there in each other's arms, deciding they could wait until tomorrow, to discuss everything that had just happened.