Guys, I know this is long. I tried to lessen it up but it just ruined the storyline so just read all through. Maybe it’s not that long after all and BTW, it’s worth it. Read on, you’ll find out:
Things were moving well in Cuddy’s life as what she expected it to be. Her relationship with House was already mais than employee – employer relationship and mais than friends in some case while he was still stuck in the Mayfield for further rehab but not at all times. Although she missed Rachel so much, she has to give way for work this time since the construction had just started and as what had been expected, she has to have her hands on it 24/7 as could be.
Three weeks later, she decided to finally hold the victory party she had planned for weeks. She did promise to hold one earlier but House’s condition made her changed the dates. Luckily, the people invited, including Wilson, find the new encontro, data okay than the first one. The night had finally come, the party was extravagant with booming lights making the place inviting for the guests. por midnight, the party’s still on as scotch and red wines were being passed around after the program proper and dinner. Everyone came to Cuddy, who was wearing this open V-neck long vestido (almost showing her breast) and expensive stilettos, to extend their coração warm congratulations to the dean.
Holmes: I’m really looking progressivo, para a frente seeing the new wing, Lisa…
Cuddy: Me neither…
Spouse: Thank god it’s only few months away!
Cuddy: Oh yes. I am looking progressivo, para a frente celebrating it with you again.
Holmes: Our pleasure.
Smiles and laughs had been shared before Cuddy excused herself to get her glass filled up with wine again which the two gents allowed her to. As she was waiting for the bartender to bring it back, Wilson stood behind her with one hand sprawled on the counter and the other in his pockets. Both exchanged smiles when she turned to look at him.
Wilson: Hey…
Cuddy: Hey…
Wilson: Mind if I sat down?
Wilson gestured, pointing to the empty bar tamborete, fezes beside Cuddy.
Cuddy: Oh, feel free…
Wilson nodded and took the assento as Cuddy look at him straight to his hazel eyes.
Wilson: Great party…
Cuddy: Thank you…
Wilson: No, don’t say that… I should be the one thanking you for giving me a better wing for my department…
Cuddy: Still, thank you…
Wilson smiled as Cuddy tapped his shoulder.
Wilson: por the way, I thought you invited Pitt for tonight?
Cuddy: He called me up in the last minute, said he had to look after House ------
Wilson: How is he doing?
Cuddy: <sighed> Wish I could tell you he’s fine…
Wilson: He isn’t?
Cuddy: Some psych charts shows decline, same with his leg therapy but the doctors are doing their best.
Wilson: Happy to know.
Just when Wilson was about to start a new conversation, Cuddy’s phone begins to ring and immediately she answered it with her glass finally at hand.
Cuddy: Lisa ---
Her eyes were suddenly filled with fear and Wilson stared before her afraid of what might this news be.
Cuddy: What? ----- How the ----- I’ll be there in ten.
She shut her phone down, with eyes nearly filled with tears as she looked down on the floor.
Wilson: What was that?
Cuddy: <Looked up to meet Wilson’s eyes> Rachel’s spiking a fever at a hundred and four …
Wilson got up from his seat.
Wilson: I’ll drive…
The moment Wilson stopped his car in front of Blythe’s vacation house in New Jersey, Cuddy, even with her stilettos on, ran inside to see her daughter. Her coração stopped, with her feet, when she reached the bedroom’s doorway. From where she stood, she saw House, his back facing her, standing just in front of the deck door with Rachel soundly asleep with her head on his chest as his left hand gently held the back of her neck and his right holding the bottom of her baby butt. He was moving in a slow sideways turn and turned back to face Cuddy when he felt like somebody’s at the door. He looked grumpy than happy, giving only one single glance at her (even if she’s wearing the almost exposed vestido on), as he began laying Rachel to bed.
Cuddy: House…
She began to walk towards him but stopped when House looked up and saw Wilson standing por the doorway. Cuddy gave a quick glance at him too before looking back at House who land on his feet after putting covers on the baby. He began making his way out the room and stopped when he reach Cuddy’s side.
House: <low but in a harsh tone> If you want to enjoy the night out, you first might want to look after Rachel, forgod’s sake.
Cuddy: <matching House’s tone and voice> Like I knew this is going to happen?
House: You want me to pull out your medical license for not knowing teething can cause fever.
Cuddy: <paused for awhile> You’re not mad at me because I wasn’t there for MY daughter, you’re mad at me because I went out without you knowing it and now I end up in front of you with ---
Wilson cleared his throat that caught their attention before he totally left the doorway and head to the living room and both of them turned to look at the other again.
House: Yah…
He began walking out the room as well.
Late that evening, Cuddy was seated on the edge of the cama where Rachel was sleeping. Her eyes were never emptied with tears and her hanky, at hand, was already damp with it. She tried to hide her last sob as the door opened up again and wiped her tears away with the cloth as fast as she could. She didn’t bother turning back because she knew it’s House knowing his familiar footsteps on the honey hardwood. He slowly walked towards her and offered her some clothes since she’s still wearing the gown.
House: This will make you comfortable for the night…
Cuddy didn’t answer so House placed the clothes on the bedside table.
House: I’m sorry…
Still no reply so he decided to take the o espaço beside her but making sure the baby won’t wake up.
House: <low and sweet this time> Hey… I said I’m sorry…
Cuddy: I’ve heard…
House: Then why didn’t you ---
Cuddy gave out one low sob and turned to face him. He don’t want to believe it was him who cause her these tears so he looked at the floor first before trying hard not to be distracted por her watershot eyes.
House: I didn’t mean what I said earlier...
Cuddy; But you were right…
House: Doesn’t mean I wasn't wrong… ---- Relax, <gave a quick glance at the baby> she’ll be fine… Her teeth are now growing out but she’ll be good to go with aspirin… but not too much.
Cuddy: Thank you…
House nodded before Cuddy leaned down to kiss Rachel on the forehead. When she sat back, she was Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante when she realized House was staring right into her grey eyes. She didn’t know what and how to respond to this so she tried moving her eyes away from him. House got her attention back when he leaned down and captured her lips again, letting his tongue do the licking first on her lips and into her mouth when she started beijar back. Both eyes were shut as House slowly pushed Cuddy on the near edge of the bed, covering her with his body, breaking no kiss connection between them. He pulled her thigh on the bed, letting his hand slid in her vestido as he started beijar her from the side of her head down to her neck line and ended up licking her collarbone. Cuddy was silently moaning in pleasure as her hand held House’s head as if guiding him where she wanted him to kiss and lick her but the truth was she doesn’t care where he lands his tongue and lips on. He lifted one of his hand, letting its palm slowly ran on the side of one of her breast as his thumb went in where it met with her taut nipple which he playfully stroke.
A few kisses had been shared before Cuddy felt House’s penis starting to erect. Even with his pants on, she gasped the moment it totally did and even brushed on her thigh. Once he had a hold on Cuddy’s panty, he slowly began dragging it down but halfway between her waist and knees, Rachel began to stir, as if disturbed por the slow movement causing the cama to wobble. Their kiss was broken then as House let go of her underwear underneath the velvet vestido before they both looked at the baby who they’re afraid to be awaken.
I’m bad, am I?
Anyway, I promise to post the seguinte one ASAP. Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it!
Things were moving well in Cuddy’s life as what she expected it to be. Her relationship with House was already mais than employee – employer relationship and mais than friends in some case while he was still stuck in the Mayfield for further rehab but not at all times. Although she missed Rachel so much, she has to give way for work this time since the construction had just started and as what had been expected, she has to have her hands on it 24/7 as could be.
Three weeks later, she decided to finally hold the victory party she had planned for weeks. She did promise to hold one earlier but House’s condition made her changed the dates. Luckily, the people invited, including Wilson, find the new encontro, data okay than the first one. The night had finally come, the party was extravagant with booming lights making the place inviting for the guests. por midnight, the party’s still on as scotch and red wines were being passed around after the program proper and dinner. Everyone came to Cuddy, who was wearing this open V-neck long vestido (almost showing her breast) and expensive stilettos, to extend their coração warm congratulations to the dean.
Holmes: I’m really looking progressivo, para a frente seeing the new wing, Lisa…
Cuddy: Me neither…
Spouse: Thank god it’s only few months away!
Cuddy: Oh yes. I am looking progressivo, para a frente celebrating it with you again.
Holmes: Our pleasure.
Smiles and laughs had been shared before Cuddy excused herself to get her glass filled up with wine again which the two gents allowed her to. As she was waiting for the bartender to bring it back, Wilson stood behind her with one hand sprawled on the counter and the other in his pockets. Both exchanged smiles when she turned to look at him.
Wilson: Hey…
Cuddy: Hey…
Wilson: Mind if I sat down?
Wilson gestured, pointing to the empty bar tamborete, fezes beside Cuddy.
Cuddy: Oh, feel free…
Wilson nodded and took the assento as Cuddy look at him straight to his hazel eyes.
Wilson: Great party…
Cuddy: Thank you…
Wilson: No, don’t say that… I should be the one thanking you for giving me a better wing for my department…
Cuddy: Still, thank you…
Wilson smiled as Cuddy tapped his shoulder.
Wilson: por the way, I thought you invited Pitt for tonight?
Cuddy: He called me up in the last minute, said he had to look after House ------
Wilson: How is he doing?
Cuddy: <sighed> Wish I could tell you he’s fine…
Wilson: He isn’t?
Cuddy: Some psych charts shows decline, same with his leg therapy but the doctors are doing their best.
Wilson: Happy to know.
Just when Wilson was about to start a new conversation, Cuddy’s phone begins to ring and immediately she answered it with her glass finally at hand.
Cuddy: Lisa ---
Her eyes were suddenly filled with fear and Wilson stared before her afraid of what might this news be.
Cuddy: What? ----- How the ----- I’ll be there in ten.
She shut her phone down, with eyes nearly filled with tears as she looked down on the floor.
Wilson: What was that?
Cuddy: <Looked up to meet Wilson’s eyes> Rachel’s spiking a fever at a hundred and four …
Wilson got up from his seat.
Wilson: I’ll drive…
The moment Wilson stopped his car in front of Blythe’s vacation house in New Jersey, Cuddy, even with her stilettos on, ran inside to see her daughter. Her coração stopped, with her feet, when she reached the bedroom’s doorway. From where she stood, she saw House, his back facing her, standing just in front of the deck door with Rachel soundly asleep with her head on his chest as his left hand gently held the back of her neck and his right holding the bottom of her baby butt. He was moving in a slow sideways turn and turned back to face Cuddy when he felt like somebody’s at the door. He looked grumpy than happy, giving only one single glance at her (even if she’s wearing the almost exposed vestido on), as he began laying Rachel to bed.
Cuddy: House…
She began to walk towards him but stopped when House looked up and saw Wilson standing por the doorway. Cuddy gave a quick glance at him too before looking back at House who land on his feet after putting covers on the baby. He began making his way out the room and stopped when he reach Cuddy’s side.
House: <low but in a harsh tone> If you want to enjoy the night out, you first might want to look after Rachel, forgod’s sake.
Cuddy: <matching House’s tone and voice> Like I knew this is going to happen?
House: You want me to pull out your medical license for not knowing teething can cause fever.
Cuddy: <paused for awhile> You’re not mad at me because I wasn’t there for MY daughter, you’re mad at me because I went out without you knowing it and now I end up in front of you with ---
Wilson cleared his throat that caught their attention before he totally left the doorway and head to the living room and both of them turned to look at the other again.
House: Yah…
He began walking out the room as well.
Late that evening, Cuddy was seated on the edge of the cama where Rachel was sleeping. Her eyes were never emptied with tears and her hanky, at hand, was already damp with it. She tried to hide her last sob as the door opened up again and wiped her tears away with the cloth as fast as she could. She didn’t bother turning back because she knew it’s House knowing his familiar footsteps on the honey hardwood. He slowly walked towards her and offered her some clothes since she’s still wearing the gown.
House: This will make you comfortable for the night…
Cuddy didn’t answer so House placed the clothes on the bedside table.
House: I’m sorry…
Still no reply so he decided to take the o espaço beside her but making sure the baby won’t wake up.
House: <low and sweet this time> Hey… I said I’m sorry…
Cuddy: I’ve heard…
House: Then why didn’t you ---
Cuddy gave out one low sob and turned to face him. He don’t want to believe it was him who cause her these tears so he looked at the floor first before trying hard not to be distracted por her watershot eyes.
House: I didn’t mean what I said earlier...
Cuddy; But you were right…
House: Doesn’t mean I wasn't wrong… ---- Relax, <gave a quick glance at the baby> she’ll be fine… Her teeth are now growing out but she’ll be good to go with aspirin… but not too much.
Cuddy: Thank you…
House nodded before Cuddy leaned down to kiss Rachel on the forehead. When she sat back, she was Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante when she realized House was staring right into her grey eyes. She didn’t know what and how to respond to this so she tried moving her eyes away from him. House got her attention back when he leaned down and captured her lips again, letting his tongue do the licking first on her lips and into her mouth when she started beijar back. Both eyes were shut as House slowly pushed Cuddy on the near edge of the bed, covering her with his body, breaking no kiss connection between them. He pulled her thigh on the bed, letting his hand slid in her vestido as he started beijar her from the side of her head down to her neck line and ended up licking her collarbone. Cuddy was silently moaning in pleasure as her hand held House’s head as if guiding him where she wanted him to kiss and lick her but the truth was she doesn’t care where he lands his tongue and lips on. He lifted one of his hand, letting its palm slowly ran on the side of one of her breast as his thumb went in where it met with her taut nipple which he playfully stroke.
A few kisses had been shared before Cuddy felt House’s penis starting to erect. Even with his pants on, she gasped the moment it totally did and even brushed on her thigh. Once he had a hold on Cuddy’s panty, he slowly began dragging it down but halfway between her waist and knees, Rachel began to stir, as if disturbed por the slow movement causing the cama to wobble. Their kiss was broken then as House let go of her underwear underneath the velvet vestido before they both looked at the baby who they’re afraid to be awaken.
I’m bad, am I?
Anyway, I promise to post the seguinte one ASAP. Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it!
