It's never exactly been something on Beckett's to-do list, either, but somehow instinct takes over - first as Kate's hand slides over her stomach, then when Bill presses his mouth to her shoulder.

She pauses, but only briefly, to take off the oversized watch around her wrist, setting it down on the nightstand, and it's quickly joined by the chain around her neck.

Beckett sits down on the edge of the bed, looking back and forth at them. One hand grabs onto Kate's hip while its twin does the same with the elastic waistband of Bill's boxers, and she tugs them down to her.