Kris was not sure at what exact moment she ended up pressed against the back of the couch but the insistent sound coming from the back pocket of her jeans brought her back to earth and she realized she was in a heated make out session with one Detective Anthony Russo. Placing her hands on his chest, she lightly pushed him back and broke the kiss. Her phone was still going off and she half expected Darth Vader to come walking into the room at the sound of the Imperial March playing from her back pocket.
Still trying to catch her breath, she finally looked up at Russo who was staring back at her slightly confused. "I'm sorry." Was all she managed as she ran her hand down the front of her shirt.
"No, no. Don't apologize. That was incredible." Russo said, running a hand through his jet black hair.
Kris blushed slightly, finding a spot on the floor suddenly very interesting. "Yeah, it was. I really didn't plan for that to happen."
"I can tell." Russo replied, finding himself now too looking at the floor.
They stood in silence, both still staring at the floor. Kris heard the beep from her phone informing her she had a new voice-mail. The sound seemed to jar them both from their silent thoughts and they looked up at the same time, hazel eyes meeting dark chocolate brown.
"Look Kris, I know what just happened was kind of a shock to us both but it felt right to me. I know we're still getting to know each other but I can't say that I regret it." Russo said with a shrug, shoving his hands into his coat pockets.
"I don't regret it, either. I just-I'm not good when it comes to the whole dating thing. I don't know if I inherited that from my sister or what but I have issues. I'm busy a lot between the night club and my actual day job at the precinct. I don't want to pull you into that mess." Kris all but blurted out, looking back down at the floor again.
Russo took a step forward, taking Kris' hand. "I'm not the easiest person in the world to get along with either. I have a cheating ex-fiancee, remember? We can take it slow, there's no need to rush into anything until both of us are sure it's what we want."
Kris looked up, a small smile playing across her lips. She gave his hand a squeeze as she looked into his eyes. "Okay, I guess I can try. I can't promise it's going to be easy though. I like my independence, just ask my sister. I guess maybe that's why I'm twenty-eight and still single."
"Give me a couple weeks and I might just change your mind about relationships." Russo replied with a smug grin.
"Yea, okay Romeo. We'll see about that." Kris replied with a laugh.
"So, first thing's first then. Allow me the pleasure of taking you on a real proper date." Russo said, making his way across the room to her front door.
"Pick the time and place and I'll be there." Kris replied as she walked him to the door.
"I'll let you know. I gotta put some real thought and planning into this. Gotta change your way of thinking, Leia." Russo gave her a toothy grin.
"Leia?" Kris asked, clearly confused.
"Seeing how your ass tends to play the Darth Vader theme when you get a call, I thought it was appropriate." Russo said as he opened the door and stepped out into the hall.
Kris let out a laugh, feeling stupid for not catching on immediately. "Good one. So, should I call you Han then?"
"I'll let you be the judge of that after our date." Russo replied with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
Kris rolled her eyes in true Beckett fashion. "Yea, okay. I'll see you at work tomorrow."
Russo was still grinning widely when Kris closed the door in his face. She turned around and made her way across the room, pulling her phone out of her pocket and practically throwing herself down on her couch with a huff. She hit the button for her voice-mail, knowing exactly who it was from without even checking her missed call list.
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Beckett's Sister: A Castle AU Fanfiction
FanfictionAn AU story where Kate Beckett has a younger sister.