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Jack had already stripped down to his t-shirt. Given a few more cocktails he'd likely strip down more. He regarded the Doctor. "How are ya still wearin' that? It's still hot as hell!" He smacked the Doctor's leather clad arm.
The TARDIS door opened while the Doctor muttered about his superior biology. Rose stepped out into the chartreuse grass, scanning the crowd for familiar faces. She brightened considerably upon making eye contact with them.
"Now that's what I'm talkin' about," Jack quipped, gazing at Rose appreciatively. His suggestive smirk earned him a steely blue eyed glare from the Doctor. Jack chuckled. "No worries, Doc. Rosie's all yours." He wandered off in search of the blue skinned humanoid with whom he'd been flirting.
The Doctor's attention returned to Rose. He was gobsmacked, truly speechless, watching her saunter toward him in the light of the twin suns setting.
In deference to the sultry weather she'd chosen a long yellow sundress. The skirt had a long slit that showed off legs toned from running. Her hair was loose and wavy. Rose Tyler was young and beautiful.
The gods only knew why she wanted to be seen with him.
She linked her arm with his, grinning. Doctor dared to hope it was love he saw in her warm brown eyes. It warmed him and sent a thrill down his spine.
Rose squeezed his arm and leaned her head against his shoulder.
The Doctor grinned at her, fairly certain that for all his bluster and gruffness, she knew. There was no hope for him. His hearts were on his sleeve for her. The words he wanted to say were on the tip of his tongue.
"Dance with me?" he asked instead. "The band's fantastic."
They danced.