Rose sat on the edge of a lounge chair, on the back veranda of the bungalow. She was only wearing her dressing gown and that wasn't covering much. Not that it would matter once the man taking a shower was done. Staring out over the setting sun and reflected on her slightly aching muscles. Those particular muscles hadn't had much use in the past few years. But the events of today might just change that.

And what a life changing day it had been, so far. When she had woken up this morning, the only thing she really had wanted to do was survive the day. Now she wanted to savor every moment of it.

"Penny for your thoughts?" The Doctor came up to sit behind her. His long legs straddled her and his arms wrapped around her waist.

"Just thinking about you and how glad I am you tracked me down," Rose said as she leaned back into him.

"Me too, very glad," he mumbled as his mouth found the pulse point on her neck. The things that man could do with his tongue made her take back everything bad she had ever said about his oral fixation.

"If you keep doing that, love, neither one of us will be decent when room service arrives. And after all that physical exertion, we need to refuel." To her slight disappointment he pulled back and planted a kiss in her hair. Thankfully he made no more attempt to move away. Instead he let his fingers draw random patterns across exposed expanses of her skin. "We don't have to start over now do we?" Her voice was soft as she questioned him..

"Start what over?" He sounded slightly confused.

Rose gave a soft laugh. "The whole four months of no contact? Because I'm not sure that I could do that. Especially now."

"Ah no." His lips began exploring her neck again. "I think that was the wrong approach," he whispered against her ear. "Time Lords were stodgy, uptight and hated physical contact. So for them respect meant no touching and definitely no flirting."

Rose turned slightly to look back at him. She took a moment to enjoy the fact that the only piece of clothing he had put back on were his pants. "Sounds like you were doing a bang up job then."

His fingertips came up to lightly brush her cheek. "I did, didn't I? I did such a great job that you thought I didn't love or want you. And I do, Rose. I've always wanted you and I will always want you."

"I love you too." Rose assured him.

He gave her a great big beaming smile. "Rest assured, I won't be making the same mistakes again. Besides, I do believe there is another, much more pleasurable way to show you respect."

"Oh and what might that be Doctor." She shivered as his hands ghosted her sides.

"I think worshiping you as my Goddess Fortuna would be a good start." The Doctor leaned back and hauled her up his body. His hands slipped under her dressing gown.

"So your new definition of respect is shagging?" She sniggered.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. Ok so some shagging but it's more like making love. Oh yes, lots of that. But also flirting, handholding, hugging and letting the world know that you are mine and that I'm yours." Gently he placed another kiss on her lips. Her breath caught in her throat. He couldn't be thinking about… It was too soon. "Not that," he murmured as if he'd read her mind. "At least not yet. I just meant acting like a proper boyfriend. You know dates, dancing, dinner and plenty of other words that I'm sure don't start with d. Then after a while, the other thing that you thinking I meant. If you want to."

"Oh I want to," Rose said smiling. "And I would like it very much if you would show me lots of respect. I'm sure I could show you some too you know."

"That sounds good." He was breathing heavily now. It was getting darker, since that the sun had fully dipped below the horizon. Her mind was wandering to all the things the wicked things they could get away with doing out here. A knock at the door sobered her thoughts. She reluctantly slid off the Doctor and he groaned.

As she padded across the room, she readjusted her dressing gown and made sure that everything was covered. She opened the door and stepped aside as the porter pushed the cart into the room. The man made a big display of popping the champagne cork and pouring two glasses before handing her the bill to sign. Rose tipped him well and then ushered the man out of the room.

"Champagne?" The Doctor entered the room, still almost naked. "Are we celebrating something?"

"As a matter of fact we are,." Rose said handing him one of the flutes. "I figured that, well, we really don't need to go back to London anytime soon… And I have a ridiculous amount of money put away in case of emergencies…"

The Doctor cocked an eyebrow. "And…"

"Maybe you and I could travel for a while." Rose nestled into his side. "The Doctor and Rose Tyler off having adventures, as it should be."

"And shagging?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"That too."

"Sounds brilliant." He raised his glass. "To a whole new life…together."

"Together." She agreed.