Secret?
"Hey Sexy! what are you doing up so early?" Rose asked in a rather sleepy voice as if willing him to come back to bed.
"I had to check on some emails from the agency, they want me for some enquirey over in 1942 about something that wasn't settled with the Americas or something." The Doctor replied, sitting at his Laptop - keen to get her off his case.
"Come chase me Mr Doctor!" she said in a playfull mood, putting on a pout like a 6 year old dying to get her own way.
"I can't, got to get this mail back else you know i'll be in trouble.Hang on a Minute MISTER DOCTOR! Right thats it! I'm coming to get you, don't go hiding under the duvet now! He shouted in, not able to resist a tumble under the sheets.
The Doctor ran in the room and jumped on the mound of Bed sheets in the middle of the bed.
"Rose."
"GRrrr!" Rose roared as she jumped on top of him.
The Doctor rolled her over so that now he was on top. They both stopped and gazed into each others eyes before frantically kissing eachother all over. All the running round before meant that they were both struggling for breath which for the Doctor was quite a turn on.
After a very busy morning the Doctor and Rose had got the day off to a good start and both were in a happy mood, which was a good thing seing as ...There came a knock at the door, it was sian: The Doctors former "Fashion designer" well that was what he called her anyway but she was more of an inventor than anything - she made special designed suits as to make you combine with the particle of the air so as not to be seen - invisible clothes, Systematic Sound trackingHearing devises - SSTHD!
Rose exmined her carfully: watching how she spoke to the Doctor and her Body Language in particular. Sian was wearing nothing more than a Bra under her expensive silk lined blazer and a skirt with a split that finished not far from her right thigh. she had caught on to rose watching her every gesture so toned things down a little. The Doctor had also noticed and was careful how he acted.