Hello, once again. As everybody requested another chapter shall be added to this little fic. Sorry I couldn't update sooner. Have been super busy. Your reviews are very much appreciated so if I get the same number of reviews for this chapter as I did for the first, I will be chuffed.
The late October sunlight flickered through the curtains, waking Tim form his sleep. I took him a few seconds to remember why he was asleep on his sofa but when he did a smile broke over his face. The events of last night came back to him in hugs, kisses and whispered words of love. On hearing Rebecca's soft moan from behind him he turned to see her borrowing into the blanket, he had lain over them. He simply stared at her, not wanting to wake her. She looked beautiful when she was sleeping, he thought. To him she was perfect. She had not changed at all. She was just like she had been when they were at University. Beautiful and radiant. She had always been smiling and happy. He knew that he would always keep this time with her, safe in his memory. Soon she started to stir. When her eyes flickered open, he saw her confusion, then relief at remembering where she was.
"Good morning." He whispered, propping himself up on his elbow
"Good morning to you too," she said equally quietly, mirroring his pose "How long have you been awake?"
"Not long. A few minutes at most. I was watching you sleep."
"You know I hate it when you do that." She said, slapping him on the arm
"I know, that's why I do it." he told her, kissing her forehead softly "You are beautiful, while you sleep though, Rebecca."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are." He repeated "You can't see yourself. I can."
"You have a slightly biased opinion though, don't you think?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I might be, just a tiny bit though."
"A tiny bit?"
"Ok a large bit. A very large bit." He admitted
"Totally, is the word you're looking for I believe?"
"Yes, totally. Happy now?" he declared, starting a trail of kisses up her neck and along to her lips
"mmm, definitely," She said, once they had broken the kiss "but if you look at the time, it means that we need to get to work."
"You're a Doctor, can't you just say we're both sick." He pleaded
"I'm not that sort of Doctor."
"Excuse me, you're first degree was in medicine if I recall." It was Tim's turn to raise his eyebrows
"That, Mr Jefferies, would be called taking advantage." She said playfully
"It certainly would Dr Whitewood." He matched her with the same playful tone
"What exactly would your class think, if you didn't turn up to teach them today?"
"Well, they would be extremely happy because they would get a cover lesson for history."
"You know that's not what I meant. What would Rhydian, Jana, Shannon and Tom think if you weren't there today, in relation to what you found out yesterday?" she asked "They'd get worried and come and find you."
He had to admit that she was probably right
"They would probably take you to school and then whatever reason you have for skiving off work would be totally ruined. Would you like to share that reason with them?"
"I just won't tell them the reason."
"Do you want to tell me?" she asked innocently
"I think you know my reason for wanting to, as you so diplomatically put it, skive off work." He said with a smile
"Oh really?"
"Yes really. Now Dr Whitewood, will you be writing these sick notes for us will we have to go to work."
"I still haven't thought the whole idea through."
"You've had plenty of time to."
"I have to make a complete analysis before I go making decisions about someone's health you know. I can't just make up symptoms for the person because they want to stay off work." She fixed him with a glare
"Well then," he sighed "it looks like there's only one thing I can do."
"And that is?"
"I'll just have to keep you here anyway. Sick or not, we are not going to work." His arms wound around her waist and pulled her closer into his chest.
"Let me go." She started to wriggle about in his arms trying to find a way out
"Do you really want to go, though?"
"No, but I do have a job to go to."
"Yes you have one to go to, but it won't run away from you if you have one day off."
She shot him a sceptical look
"It won't you know." He assured her
"How can you be so sure? I thought history teachers taught about the past, not saw into the future."
"I could always broaden my horizons."
"To fortune telling?"
"Why not?"
"Please don't. I don't really want to know what the future has in store for me."
"Well you would always know what's round the corner." He argued
"That takes the fun out of life. If you know exactly what's coming, nothing fun or unexpected happens."
He couldn't find an argument against that. Instead he huffed and tightened his grip on her waist
"Did I win that argument then?" she asked innocently
"Oh, you think you won did you? I was being nice to you. I could have won that easily."
"Yeah, whatever." She brushed it aside, and settled further down onto the sofa, leaning her head against his chest.
"Does this mean that I've won our argument about going to work then?"
She looked up at him, with a murderous look and gave the impression of be threatening. Then her eyes softened a smile formed over lips.
"Yes, alright. I'll let you win this argument, but only if you admit that I won, fair and square, the argument about fortune telling. Do we have a deal?"
"Hmm, I may have to cons-"
"Do we have a deal?" She interrupted
"Your incorrigible, but yes we have a deal."
"Would you have me any other way though?"
"No, I suppose not. I love you just the way you are."
"Good, because I love you exactly the same. I wouldn't change you for the world." She replied
"Really? You wouldn't change me for one of your scientist friends?"
"What makes you say that?"
"I don't know. It's just I am aware of the treasure that I own. You are a treasure, Rebecca and I wonder why you love me."
"You seriously have to ask that question? You don't know why I love you? Really?" she looked at him questioningly
"I really don't."
"It's because you're such a kind and compassionate person. I could make a list of everything you are but I'd probably run out of words."
"You really think that I'm all those things?" he asked
"Really and truly." She assured silencing him with a kiss "Now want to do you want to do with this 'sick day'?"
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