Only you

“I mean, theoretically it could’ve been a fun night.”

“Theoretically,” he nodded.

“But I’m not really interested in involving anyone else.”

The Doctor’s pulse quickened. “That, Rose Tyler, implies you are, at least, interested in something involving you and I.”

“Where did we park the TARDIS? We’ve been walking for ages, you sure it was around here?”

“We’ll find her in a minute,” he dismissed her concern, waving his hand about vaguely. “Now, back to what you were saying.” He drew her to a stop, unlinking their arms to turn and meet her gaze. She was biting her lip and blushing a bit, and he couldn’t resist leaning in to tease, “So it’s a no to the frankly rather presumptuous Queen Jaraplazi. Anyone else you’ve got your eye on?”

Rose reached between them to play with his jacket lapel, and shrugged one shoulder shyly. “Always got my eye on someone.”

“Lots of different someones or…someone specific?” He waggled his eyebrows.

She laughed. “You wouldn’t be asking this if you weren’t tipsy.”

“Maybe not,” he admitted, sliding his arm around her waist. “But I’d still want an answer.”

Her eyes flickered to his lips then back up. “You already know the answer.”

The Doctor smiled. “Yeah?”