OK, i know it has been AGES since I put up the last part, but here this one is - finally! It's a bit short too, but had a case of writer's block.
House sat in his apartment, idly flicking through channels, not really seeing what was in front of him, instead relaying his conversation with Cuddy trying to analyse every little detail. Trying to work out what her tiếp theo di chuyển would be, and therefore what his tiếp theo di chuyển should be. He was stumped however, she is a woman after all, and women, he thought, are the hardest things to figure out.
He must know that I want to be somewhere else, thought Cuddy, why the hell is he [Mr Thomson] being such an a$$hole? I would take House any ngày over him. Then she smiled, as her mind wandered to House and what this all meant. To be perfectly honest she didn’t want to overanalyse what had happened, she didn’t want to look at it like all of her other relationships (could she even call it that ?), this was House and he is completely different from everyone else, totally original. She didn’t know where this would lead, but what she did know was that she definitely wanted it to continue, and she definitely wanted to carry on from where they had left off, knowing that she had found her one true weakness: Greg House.
It was then that she realized Mr Thomson had asked her a câu hỏi and so she reluctantly pulled her mind out of the gutter and concentrated on the here and now, an toàn, két an toàn in the knowledge that she could go to House at any time and he would be just as happy as she was to continue their tryst.
House’s stomach growled loudly, alerting him that the pizza, bánh pizza guy needed to hurry up, he had ordered it twenty phút cách đây and it still wasn’t here even though it was just around the corner. So, when his door went he grabbed his wallet, opening the door with:
“Twelve eighty four. No tip.”
His head snapped up when he saw her black ‘do me’ pumps and she said:
“Expecting someone else?” with a smile.
“Didn’t know bạn were actually a hooker?” he recovered quickly.
“Ha. I’m much prettier than any of the hookers you’ve ever had.” She đã đưa ý kiến with a cheeky grin. House agreed with a slight nod of his head, giving her an appreciative look with a grin plastered to his face.
“Are bạn going to let me in, hoặc are we going to stand out here all night?” she asked with her eyebrow cocked.
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, motioning for her to come in. Now that she was here, all her great các bình luận had been forgotten, all she wanted to do was stick her tongue down his throat, but she thought she should probably give him some warning.
“I was right.” He stated. “You came to me, and not once either, but twice.” He grinned smugly.
“We both know that bạn would have come to mine if I hadn’t come here.” She đã đưa ý kiến with a knowing smile.
“Well, we will never know for sure now will we?” he said, teasing her.
“Shuut up.” She replied.
“Will bạn just stand still for two minutes?!” she đã đưa ý kiến when he began to di chuyển towards the kitchen.
“What, trying to undress me with your eyes?”
“No, but now you’re obviously doing it to me.” She laughed, flashing him a killer smile.
He conceded with a slight incline of his head, unintentionally giving himself a better view of her cleavage.
“So, what brings bạn here, Cuddy? hoặc is it Lisa now, I'm not quite sure?” He teased.
“Well, that depends on how bạn want this to go-” She was cut off bởi his lips on hers, kissing her with a passion so raw that she knew she would never really have to ask how he felt, it was all in the way he kissed her, the way he looked at her and the way he touched her.
House sat in his apartment, idly flicking through channels, not really seeing what was in front of him, instead relaying his conversation with Cuddy trying to analyse every little detail. Trying to work out what her tiếp theo di chuyển would be, and therefore what his tiếp theo di chuyển should be. He was stumped however, she is a woman after all, and women, he thought, are the hardest things to figure out.
He must know that I want to be somewhere else, thought Cuddy, why the hell is he [Mr Thomson] being such an a$$hole? I would take House any ngày over him. Then she smiled, as her mind wandered to House and what this all meant. To be perfectly honest she didn’t want to overanalyse what had happened, she didn’t want to look at it like all of her other relationships (could she even call it that ?), this was House and he is completely different from everyone else, totally original. She didn’t know where this would lead, but what she did know was that she definitely wanted it to continue, and she definitely wanted to carry on from where they had left off, knowing that she had found her one true weakness: Greg House.
It was then that she realized Mr Thomson had asked her a câu hỏi and so she reluctantly pulled her mind out of the gutter and concentrated on the here and now, an toàn, két an toàn in the knowledge that she could go to House at any time and he would be just as happy as she was to continue their tryst.
House’s stomach growled loudly, alerting him that the pizza, bánh pizza guy needed to hurry up, he had ordered it twenty phút cách đây and it still wasn’t here even though it was just around the corner. So, when his door went he grabbed his wallet, opening the door with:
“Twelve eighty four. No tip.”
His head snapped up when he saw her black ‘do me’ pumps and she said:
“Expecting someone else?” with a smile.
“Didn’t know bạn were actually a hooker?” he recovered quickly.
“Ha. I’m much prettier than any of the hookers you’ve ever had.” She đã đưa ý kiến with a cheeky grin. House agreed with a slight nod of his head, giving her an appreciative look with a grin plastered to his face.
“Are bạn going to let me in, hoặc are we going to stand out here all night?” she asked with her eyebrow cocked.
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, motioning for her to come in. Now that she was here, all her great các bình luận had been forgotten, all she wanted to do was stick her tongue down his throat, but she thought she should probably give him some warning.
“I was right.” He stated. “You came to me, and not once either, but twice.” He grinned smugly.
“We both know that bạn would have come to mine if I hadn’t come here.” She đã đưa ý kiến with a knowing smile.
“Well, we will never know for sure now will we?” he said, teasing her.
“Shuut up.” She replied.
“Will bạn just stand still for two minutes?!” she đã đưa ý kiến when he began to di chuyển towards the kitchen.
“What, trying to undress me with your eyes?”
“No, but now you’re obviously doing it to me.” She laughed, flashing him a killer smile.
He conceded with a slight incline of his head, unintentionally giving himself a better view of her cleavage.
“So, what brings bạn here, Cuddy? hoặc is it Lisa now, I'm not quite sure?” He teased.
“Well, that depends on how bạn want this to go-” She was cut off bởi his lips on hers, kissing her with a passion so raw that she knew she would never really have to ask how he felt, it was all in the way he kissed her, the way he looked at her and the way he touched her.
