Posted by BadCastleFic
This fic has turned from just an AU to having serial killer undertones.Lets just say that Kate Beckett will ignore everything us women have ever been taught. But don’t say I didn’t warn her when she gets killed and her body is dumped on the side of some abandoned rode in Down Town, NY.
There in front of them stood their hunky instructor. He was tall with dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes and his chiseled torso and arms showing through his button down shirt.
All three, Kate in particular had to fan themselves even though it was on the cool side in Santa Cruz that day.
Well someone is fueling the male ego.
“My name is Rick Castle. Is there a Ms. Kate Beckett amongst you?” asked the hunky surfer.
And if you hadn’t seen that one coming then I have some swamp land in Florida to sell you.
Kate froze; the surfer was asking for her and yet she can’t move.
If this had been my friends they would’ve laughed and tossed me to the front.
“Um, I am,” said Kate before she could stop herself.
“Well Ms. Beckett, it looks like you and your friends are the lucky ones today. So if you want, I can give you a personal one-on-one lesson and arrange one for each of your friends.”
Is that what the cool kids are calling it these days?
All three of them gaped.
Kate thought this is too good to be true. He is too cute to pass this up.
Lanie and Madison thought Kate is so lucky to have an instructor immediately take interest in her.
And once again I’m sure at this point my friends would all tell him that they were all me. I have such lovely friends. Read the rest of this entry →