A/N: I do not own Doctor Who the BBC does.
I led the Doctor on a merry chase. Hints and innuendos. I dressed myself in low neck shirts and minis. Make-up and perfume. I put the occasional rose in his room so he would remember who was with him and to add a touch of romance. I pretend to know what he's talking about. Pretend that saving the world is what I care about. But no, I want him. I pretend to that I'm not afraid when I am. I am a brave soul when he changes in front of me. I believe he changed the way he looks for me. In a moment of sadness, I hold him tight and then we kiss. The kiss leads us to what I wanted all along from him. His love. For a moment, I'm blissfully happy until we begin to reach the peak of our rapture and he calls meā¦Tegan.
