Disclaimers, etc: see part one.
Doctor Who
Time Trip
An Eighth Doctor/Rose Story
By Eugena
Chapter 2—The Next Morning
He brushed a hand through his curly hair, trying to remember the night before. His blue eyes slowly opened, and he gazed at the woman lying next to him. He grinned as his memory returned. He had trouble with amnesia in this incarnation, but he was certain this had been one night he wouldn't forget.
He touched the woman's face, trying to sort through pictures in her mind.
A man in a leather jacket.
Her American boyfriend.
He regretted that. He wished she didn't have a boyfriend.
The brush of her lips against his stopped his thoughts.
"Falling asleep on me?" she asked.
"Never."
"Good," she smiled.
He pulled her closer to him, offering her a kiss.
She took more than that, and he gave more. He felt alive.
