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The kiss catches her off guard but she enjoys it nonetheless, fingers gripping his hair hard as she tongue brushes along his, savoring every bit.

!0 enjoys the kiss as much as she does, and finally breaks it, looking at her. This is all still, more or less, new.

"So," he begins. "What do we do next?"

This whole experience is new to her as well. So she smiles as her eyes focus on his face. Her hand reaches down to caress his cheek.

"Dunno. Suppose we can just cuddle or order room service. I don't know what else newlyweds do." She admits the words rolling off her lips.

"Room service? Now there's an idea."

He looks around for a button or something that'll summon room service.

"How do we do that?"

Rose props her head up and looks over on the night stand to see a menu beside a phone. That has to be it, right? She nudges over in that direction as she feels if she tried to get up she'd fall flat on her face.

He takes the hint and grabs the menu and the receiver. After a moment, he orders something and hangs up. He looks around again.

"Where's the bottle?"

Rose looks around for the bottle to see it on the night stand.

"Over there. Looks sort of empty." At least from her angle. Not that she has the strength to grab at it.

He shrugs, and doesn't really feel like grabbing it.

"I don't think it's going anywhere."

"Yeah, reckon it's safe," she says before gazing up at the ceiling.

"Yeaaaaaaaah."

He just lays back and relaxes, letting himself recover while they wait on room service.

"How long do you think they'll be?" he asks.

Really she's not sure as she's never stayed here before.

"Dunno. I mean you didn't order that much." Certainly not for them to take an hour or more. "Hopefully soon," she says with a small smile.

He nods, grinning at her and again holding her close. He knows one of them will have to answer the door. For now, he just relaxes and enjoys the fell of her body against his.

Rose lazily rests her head against his chest just settling. She can hear the beating of his right heart and it brings a small smile to her lips. She's relaxing enjoying the little things.

He continues to watch her as she relaxes.

"Been quite a day, hasn't it?"

"You could say that." she says with a bit of a grin. Really she had never expected this. "I mean it's not every day you get engaged and married all on the same day." Was it a record? Who knew.

Before he replies, he hears a knock at the door. Room service has arrived.

"Oh, brilliant they're here."

He gets up quickly, forgetting he hasn't s stitch of clothing on.

She hears the knock and watches him go.

"Doctor..." she murmurs trying to make him aware that he is naked.

"Towel or something, yeah?"

He looks at her, then back at himself, realizing it.

"Ohhhhh, riiiiiiight."

He heads for the loo and comes out with a towel and opens to a server--a young woman.

Rose tightens the covers around her and looks over at the door to note the young women and the way she is looking at the Doctor. She is not liking this one bit.

The Doctor takes the tray in and shuts the door. He makes a show of carrying it to her.

"Smalls lovely, doesn't it?"

"I suppose," Rose says flatly.

He sets the tray down and looks to pick up the bottle. He takes a swig before removing the top of the tray.

"Hungry?"

"A bit," she responds which is really only a half truth. She is starving after all that activity. She attempts to perk up and swallow her jealously before looking at the tray.

"It does look good."

"Certainly does."

He smiles and settles back in the bed next to her. He's completely unaware of how the scene at the door looked to her, but is glad to see she's enjoying the meal.

She picks at the food as she eats not really looking at him. Really she can't stop thinking about how that other woman was looking at him.

She's bothered.