A/N: I know I haven't written in forever, sorry! Nothing ever came to mind, until now...

When she walked in, he was sitting precariously on a chair in the Tardis library. He didn't notice her enter the room and continued reading, his attention fully devoted on the book. He'd been reading for hours; it must have been quite a good book if it kept his undistracted attention for this long, especially with River around. She stood inside the doorway for a few moments, and then proceeded to walk behind him, still unnoticed, near the uncountable rows of bookshelves. When she was standing directly behind her husband, she leaned her head right next to his and said, fairly loudly, "What are you reading?"

He jumped, as she had expected, and hastily shoved the book between his back and the back of the chair. "Oh! River! I, uh… I hadn't expected you to be back so early… I thought you…um… were still…out," The Doctor said nervously.

"I got back four hours ago."

"Is it that late already? Wow… Well, okay, then." His attempt at being nonchalant had failed miserably, much to his ignorance.

"What were you reading?"

"Oh, nothing. Just a good story. One of the new ones, I know you don't like those."

"Well, I'm sure I could give it a second try," she said, giving no intimation that she knew he was up to something.

"No!" It was said a bit too quickly. "Uh, no… No, it's boring. You would find it boring."

"Well, okay." She dropped the subject so he wouldn't become suspicious of her. "Let's have dinner."

The Doctor jumped up from his chair after shoving his book between the cushions. "I'll make dinner tonight!"

"Are you sure?" River wasn't sure if he knew how to make a proper meal.

"Of course, it'll be fun. You go relax; I know what I'm doing."