She skipped gleefully off, wondering just how long it would take him to realize what swimming with her on some deserted tropical beach would mean. It meant they would both be more than half naked, alone, together, all day long. If there was any chance of the Doctor ever giving in to his real feelings for her, it would be this sort of thing that would cause it. All she’d have to do was keep chiseling away at his self-control. She might not be some fancy French courtesan, but Rose Tyler knew how to keep a man’s attention when it really counted, and after this holiday the Doctor’s eyes were never going to stray again.
Oh that little minx! But who can blame her? He really does have it coming, doesn't he?
I am really, really looking forward to the conclusion tomorrow. :D
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Date: 2011-09-22 11:36 pm (UTC)Oh that little minx! But who can blame her? He really does have it coming, doesn't he?
I am really, really looking forward to the conclusion tomorrow. :D