"Why are bạn here?" House asks as he opens his front door wider.
"I'll tell bạn if bạn let me in." Cuddy says as she unwraps her scarf.
"Fine." He says as he limps to the kitchen.
Cuddy enters the apartment and locks the door behind her. She follows him into the kitchen.
House drinks a glass of rượu whisky ngô, bourbon while he leans against the refrigerator. He watches Cuddy unbutton her áo, áo khoác and throw it on hàng đầu, đầu trang of the counter.
"Your birthday is in a week." She says as she walks to stand in front of him.
He remains silent.
"You should use some of those vacation days and have a week to yourself."
"You could've told me this at work."
Cuddy turns her back to him. She stares across the room at his record player.
"Maybe I didn't want to have this conversation at work. Maybe I just wanted to talk to bạn alone."
House watches her back slump a little as she releases a breath.
She finally walks to the record player and traces a finger against the glass covering.
"You want to listen to something?" He asks suddenly.
Cuddy turns her head to catch his gaze.
"That'd be nice."
House walks over to his shelf and pulls down a record bởi Nina Simone. He hands it to her, and she puts it on. The first song to come up is "Since I Fell For You." House limps to his recliner and takes a seat. Cuddy remains bởi the player and hums to the piece. House's gaze is fixed on Cuddy.
"I'd rather treat tiếp theo week like any other." He các câu trả lời finally.
Cuddy turns to look at him once more.
"I know, but it might be good to try something new." She says as she finally sits on the sofa.
"When are bạn going to say what bạn really came here to say?" He asks as he stands up and walks over to sit with her.
Cuddy fidgets with her chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm a bit.
"I don't know how to start." She confesses.
"The beginning is always best."
Cuddy glares at him.
"This isn't exactly easy for me. Can bạn just shut up, and let me do this my way." She says as she shifts closer to his side of the sofa.
"Fine."
The âm nhạc is all that can be heard for a few minutes, that and their steady breathing.
"Do bạn want to come over for a birthday dinner?" She asks looking at him now.
"Depends on what bạn make." He answers.
"Tell me what bạn would like and I'll make it."
House sighs and leans against the đi văng pillow.
"I don't know."
"You're almost 48. bạn know what bạn like and don't like bởi now."
"Obviously I don't." He says as he gets up and limps down the hall to his bedroom.
Cuddy sighs in exasperation. She stands up and follows him into his room.
"This conversation wasn't over, House."
House sits on the edge of the bed.
"It doesn't seem to be going anywhere. bạn still haven't đã đưa ý kiến what bạn really mean to say."
Cuddy sits down beside him. He stares down at her crossed legs.
"I want to have bạn over for dinner. There, I đã đưa ý kiến it." She says.
"Because it'll be my birthday?"
"Not just because it'll your birthday." She admits finally.
"Because?"
"Because I like you..." She says in a broken voice.
House looks down at his hands for a moment and then lies down on the bed. Cuddy looks down at him dubiously.
"Nothing to say? You're just going to lie down and..."
"Could bạn shut up and let me do this my way." He says loudly.
"Fine." She says as she lays down tiếp theo to him.
House's eyes remain closed while Cuddy's focus on the ceiling.
"Lasagena." He states suddenly.
Cuddy smiles to herself.
"What kind of cake?"
"Devil's food."
"I can do that." She says as she turns on her side to look at him. His eyes are still closed.
"I'll bring some champagne." He says as he opens his eyes.
"Celebrations usually call for it." She says with a big smile.
House turns on his side. The two are facing each other.
"Kiss me." He demands in a husky tone.
Cuddy inches closer to him until their faces are nearly touching.
"Not until bạn say what bạn really mean."
House rests his hand on her hip.
"I've never been good at that."
"I know...but I'd like to hear it anyway."
House moves his hand from her hip and then starts trailing it over her arm.
"I...like...you." He confesses as he focuses on her chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm instead of her eyes.
Cuddy places a hand under his chin and forces him to look at her.
"I'm glad." She states before she places her lips on his.
House eagerly kisses her back and pulls her on hàng đầu, đầu trang of him. His hands caress both her hips. She kisses his lips tenderly.
After a few phút Cuddy pulls away from his face. She rests her forehead against his and smiles.
"What?" He asks as his hand softly rubs the small of her back.
"This is nice."
House smiles warmly at her.
"Yeah." He admits.
The two Kiss again but this time Cuddy ends up on her back.
"I'll tell bạn if bạn let me in." Cuddy says as she unwraps her scarf.
"Fine." He says as he limps to the kitchen.
Cuddy enters the apartment and locks the door behind her. She follows him into the kitchen.
House drinks a glass of rượu whisky ngô, bourbon while he leans against the refrigerator. He watches Cuddy unbutton her áo, áo khoác and throw it on hàng đầu, đầu trang of the counter.
"Your birthday is in a week." She says as she walks to stand in front of him.
He remains silent.
"You should use some of those vacation days and have a week to yourself."
"You could've told me this at work."
Cuddy turns her back to him. She stares across the room at his record player.
"Maybe I didn't want to have this conversation at work. Maybe I just wanted to talk to bạn alone."
House watches her back slump a little as she releases a breath.
She finally walks to the record player and traces a finger against the glass covering.
"You want to listen to something?" He asks suddenly.
Cuddy turns her head to catch his gaze.
"That'd be nice."
House walks over to his shelf and pulls down a record bởi Nina Simone. He hands it to her, and she puts it on. The first song to come up is "Since I Fell For You." House limps to his recliner and takes a seat. Cuddy remains bởi the player and hums to the piece. House's gaze is fixed on Cuddy.
"I'd rather treat tiếp theo week like any other." He các câu trả lời finally.
Cuddy turns to look at him once more.
"I know, but it might be good to try something new." She says as she finally sits on the sofa.
"When are bạn going to say what bạn really came here to say?" He asks as he stands up and walks over to sit with her.
Cuddy fidgets with her chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm a bit.
"I don't know how to start." She confesses.
"The beginning is always best."
Cuddy glares at him.
"This isn't exactly easy for me. Can bạn just shut up, and let me do this my way." She says as she shifts closer to his side of the sofa.
"Fine."
The âm nhạc is all that can be heard for a few minutes, that and their steady breathing.
"Do bạn want to come over for a birthday dinner?" She asks looking at him now.
"Depends on what bạn make." He answers.
"Tell me what bạn would like and I'll make it."
House sighs and leans against the đi văng pillow.
"I don't know."
"You're almost 48. bạn know what bạn like and don't like bởi now."
"Obviously I don't." He says as he gets up and limps down the hall to his bedroom.
Cuddy sighs in exasperation. She stands up and follows him into his room.
"This conversation wasn't over, House."
House sits on the edge of the bed.
"It doesn't seem to be going anywhere. bạn still haven't đã đưa ý kiến what bạn really mean to say."
Cuddy sits down beside him. He stares down at her crossed legs.
"I want to have bạn over for dinner. There, I đã đưa ý kiến it." She says.
"Because it'll be my birthday?"
"Not just because it'll your birthday." She admits finally.
"Because?"
"Because I like you..." She says in a broken voice.
House looks down at his hands for a moment and then lies down on the bed. Cuddy looks down at him dubiously.
"Nothing to say? You're just going to lie down and..."
"Could bạn shut up and let me do this my way." He says loudly.
"Fine." She says as she lays down tiếp theo to him.
House's eyes remain closed while Cuddy's focus on the ceiling.
"Lasagena." He states suddenly.
Cuddy smiles to herself.
"What kind of cake?"
"Devil's food."
"I can do that." She says as she turns on her side to look at him. His eyes are still closed.
"I'll bring some champagne." He says as he opens his eyes.
"Celebrations usually call for it." She says with a big smile.
House turns on his side. The two are facing each other.
"Kiss me." He demands in a husky tone.
Cuddy inches closer to him until their faces are nearly touching.
"Not until bạn say what bạn really mean."
House rests his hand on her hip.
"I've never been good at that."
"I know...but I'd like to hear it anyway."
House moves his hand from her hip and then starts trailing it over her arm.
"I...like...you." He confesses as he focuses on her chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm instead of her eyes.
Cuddy places a hand under his chin and forces him to look at her.
"I'm glad." She states before she places her lips on his.
House eagerly kisses her back and pulls her on hàng đầu, đầu trang of him. His hands caress both her hips. She kisses his lips tenderly.
After a few phút Cuddy pulls away from his face. She rests her forehead against his and smiles.
"What?" He asks as his hand softly rubs the small of her back.
"This is nice."
House smiles warmly at her.
"Yeah." He admits.
The two Kiss again but this time Cuddy ends up on her back.