"You see a great deal," she countered, the sound somewhat lost against his skin. But her tones, as always, were cut and clear, and the meaning managed to bleed through. "More than most."

More than anyone

It was the truth, and something that Reinette imagined the Doctor would prefer to hear. But if it was in his nature to see her so, then it was also her hers not to reveal every hand at once. She had no patience with cards, but she played the game very well.

Of course, half dressed and hair tangled so? Even more, with the events from the morning between them? It made it that much more difficult to hide.

Her fingers moved to trace along his abdomen, pressure both teasing and inconsistent.