"When was the last time you wholeheartedly made amor to someone?"
House was taken off guard por the pergunta especially coming from his newest fellow, Dr. Kayla Blake.
"Are you trying to seduce me, Ms. Blake?" He asked in a mocking tone a-la the film, The Graduate.
Blake laughed and rolled her eyes.
"No. Never. I just realized today that I can't remember the last time I really made amor to someone..."
"Oh, I know what this is about." He said with a grin as he poured out a vicodin pill and cut it in half.
"What?"
He swallowed one half and put the other half in his pocket.
"Wilson, finally made a real move."
Blake sighed in annoyance and stood up from the differential table.
"Why does everyone think that James and I are interested..."
"First, you call him James on a pretty regular basis. I don't even call him that. Second, he calls you Kay. No one else but Thirteen calls you that and that's because you two have become BFF's these last two months..."
"I was on a first name basis with my prior
co-workers and bosses at Princeton General."
"Third, Wilson told me that he kissed you at your New Year's party." He continued to say completely ignoring her statement.
"He told you?" She asked with a blush.
"No. You just did." He said with a Brilhante Victoria smile. Blake rolled her eyes.
"It was just a kiss. Nothing mais happened...He's my best friend..."
"Please, it's never just a kiss, and he's my best friend. You two have never been just friends." He said with a wistful glance before standing up from his escrivaninha, mesa and putting on his coat.
"For what its worth, I like you two together. You are nothing like his ex-wives and different enough from Amber that he won't mold you into some imitation..."
"It will get weird...I work for you, which isn't always a walk in the park, might I add, and if I dated him you would be in my life as mais than an employer. I, mean, could you handle me calling you Greg in our off time and not listening to any of your commands..."
"Oh, stop...We get along great and have been since I hired you. You stand up to me enough to keep me in my place yet also share my enthusiasm in taking risks...Even though I find you extremly hot I have never desired you...From dia one, you've been Wilson's girl...Be honest with yourself about it." He said as he limped out of the room leaving her with a lot to think about.
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Ring.Ring.
"Hello?"
"A little birdy told me that Lucas and you called it quits."
Cuddy put a hand to her forehead and lay back against her pillow.
"House, I just want to go to bed. I am not in the mood to talk about my..."
"I know you think I'm going to gloat or try to make some snide remark...But I really just wondered when..."
"When?" She asked urging him to continue.
"When was the last time you whole heartedly made a meal for someone?" He asked over the phone line.
Cuddy scrunched her eyes in confusion and sat up against the headboard.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Cause I was thinking that the last time I made a meal or did any cooking for someone, was last ano when I got back from Insane in The Membrane."
"Oh. Yeah, your weird cooking kick."
"Remember the gnocchi and espinafre fritters I made you..."
Cuddy smiled to herself at the memory of him standing in Wilson's cozinha covered in flour and wrapped in an avental that said "Look Whose Cookin" on it.
"You were a sight to behold." She said with a laugh.
He smiled on his end.
"You don't sound too bad considering you just broke up with a guy you were with for a year."
"How do you know it was my decision?"
"I know you, Cuddy."
She sighed in resignation and turned her gaze at the full moon outside her bedroom window.
"So, what about a meal?"
House chuckled lightly.
"I asked when was the last time you made one for someone; that is with your whole being."
She shook her head in embarrassment and then let out a laugh.
"Not since the burnt roast I made for you at my dorm suite."
He ran a hand over his face and couldn't help but to grin.
"I guess I owe you then."
Cuddy played with the telephone cord.
"What are you doing,House?" She asked in sudden suspicion.
There was a slight silence followed por a deep sigh.
"Trying to seduce you, duh."
Cuddy laughed and couldn't help but to blush.
"Even though I just broke up with someone only a few days ago? Talk about going in for the kill." She joked.
"Well, I took too long the last time. I had to strike while a Cuddy was hot." He quipped.
"So, proposing a dinner?"
"If you're accepting."
There was once mais a slight silence followed por a deep sigh.
"Tomorrow at eight?"
"Tomorrow at eight."
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"Wilson, I need to borrow your pans for tonight's main meal..." House stopped dead in his tracks as he discovered Blake sitting on topo, início of Wilson, on the couch, with his lips on her neck.
The two instantly broke apart at the intrusion.
"So, I guess you guys worked out the particulars of your relationship." House said with a smirk as he plopped down in the recliner.
"House, do you never knock?" Wilson asked in exasperation. Blake laughed at his flustered appearance and playfully tussled his hair. Wilson smiled at her gently and put his arm around her. House rolled his eyes.
"Okay. I get it. You two are in amor and ready for marriage and divorce and all that crap..."
"We are not getting married." Blake exclaimed with finality.
"Yeah right. He's the kind of girl who puts a ring on it." House joked about Wilson.
"Seriously, Kay is a child of divorce and I am a three time divorcee. We just want to be together. The ring and vows don't matter." Wilson said as he stroked her shoulder with his hand.
"Greg, you were right about it not just being a kiss." Blake suddenly said. Wilson looked at his friend in surprise.
"Greg? Since when do you let her call you Greg? And since when are you giving out positive amor conselhos in terms of me and any woman?"
House shifted awkwardly.
"For once, I meddled for the powers of good. Don't pergunta it Wilson. Now, where's those pans?"
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"I have to say, I'm quite impressed." Cuddy said as she finished the last of her risoto.
"Good. You have room left for dessert?"
Cuddy smiled warmly at him and placed a hand on topo, início of his.
"You really put a lot of thought in to this." She said as she leaned closer to him on his sofa.
"Well, seduction takes planning, Cuddy." He said as he placed his other hand over hers.
The two just stared at each other for a while taking in the moment.
"I've missed you." He suddenly said.
Cuddy closed her eyes briefly and met him with a longing gaze.
"I know."
He snickered at her answer and she couldn't help but to smirk.
"This is where you reveal how much you missed me." He said with a raised eyebrow. She traced that eyebrow with her finger until it softened.
"I've missed you...very much...more than a woman who is in a committed relationship should..."
"That's why you finally ended it." He stated as he gripped her hand and pulled her closer. She went willingly.
"He deserved undivided attention. He's a good man...and you're..."
"An ass." He stated softly.
Their faces were very close but not yet close enough.
"Sometimes you are, but not right now." She said as she tentatively kissed his lips. She drew back cautiously to gage his reaction. He smiled at the familiarity of the scene. She had acted similarly in his delusion right before...
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"You know, I'm going to be pretty bruised up tomorrow." She whispered against his bare chest. His hand ran through her curly tresses.
"Hey, you knocked me off the couch..."
"And you knocked me up against every mural of your apartment..."
"And you held on tighter each time. Oh, and por the way, I'm not God but thanks for the compliment." He stated smugly as his hand ventured lower to graze her hip. Cuddy playfully bit his arm.
"You do like it rough, Dr. Cuddy!" He yelled as he rolled them over. He was leaning over her and staring down into her eyes. He could see how deep the waters ran between them.
"It's been a long time since I've wholeheartedly made amor to someone, you know." He said as he leaned his forehead against hers.
"Me too." She replied as she kissed his lips softly and urged him to hold her even closer.
House was taken off guard por the pergunta especially coming from his newest fellow, Dr. Kayla Blake.
"Are you trying to seduce me, Ms. Blake?" He asked in a mocking tone a-la the film, The Graduate.
Blake laughed and rolled her eyes.
"No. Never. I just realized today that I can't remember the last time I really made amor to someone..."
"Oh, I know what this is about." He said with a grin as he poured out a vicodin pill and cut it in half.
"What?"
He swallowed one half and put the other half in his pocket.
"Wilson, finally made a real move."
Blake sighed in annoyance and stood up from the differential table.
"Why does everyone think that James and I are interested..."
"First, you call him James on a pretty regular basis. I don't even call him that. Second, he calls you Kay. No one else but Thirteen calls you that and that's because you two have become BFF's these last two months..."
"I was on a first name basis with my prior
co-workers and bosses at Princeton General."
"Third, Wilson told me that he kissed you at your New Year's party." He continued to say completely ignoring her statement.
"He told you?" She asked with a blush.
"No. You just did." He said with a Brilhante Victoria smile. Blake rolled her eyes.
"It was just a kiss. Nothing mais happened...He's my best friend..."
"Please, it's never just a kiss, and he's my best friend. You two have never been just friends." He said with a wistful glance before standing up from his escrivaninha, mesa and putting on his coat.
"For what its worth, I like you two together. You are nothing like his ex-wives and different enough from Amber that he won't mold you into some imitation..."
"It will get weird...I work for you, which isn't always a walk in the park, might I add, and if I dated him you would be in my life as mais than an employer. I, mean, could you handle me calling you Greg in our off time and not listening to any of your commands..."
"Oh, stop...We get along great and have been since I hired you. You stand up to me enough to keep me in my place yet also share my enthusiasm in taking risks...Even though I find you extremly hot I have never desired you...From dia one, you've been Wilson's girl...Be honest with yourself about it." He said as he limped out of the room leaving her with a lot to think about.
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Ring.Ring.
"Hello?"
"A little birdy told me that Lucas and you called it quits."
Cuddy put a hand to her forehead and lay back against her pillow.
"House, I just want to go to bed. I am not in the mood to talk about my..."
"I know you think I'm going to gloat or try to make some snide remark...But I really just wondered when..."
"When?" She asked urging him to continue.
"When was the last time you whole heartedly made a meal for someone?" He asked over the phone line.
Cuddy scrunched her eyes in confusion and sat up against the headboard.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Cause I was thinking that the last time I made a meal or did any cooking for someone, was last ano when I got back from Insane in The Membrane."
"Oh. Yeah, your weird cooking kick."
"Remember the gnocchi and espinafre fritters I made you..."
Cuddy smiled to herself at the memory of him standing in Wilson's cozinha covered in flour and wrapped in an avental that said "Look Whose Cookin" on it.
"You were a sight to behold." She said with a laugh.
He smiled on his end.
"You don't sound too bad considering you just broke up with a guy you were with for a year."
"How do you know it was my decision?"
"I know you, Cuddy."
She sighed in resignation and turned her gaze at the full moon outside her bedroom window.
"So, what about a meal?"
House chuckled lightly.
"I asked when was the last time you made one for someone; that is with your whole being."
She shook her head in embarrassment and then let out a laugh.
"Not since the burnt roast I made for you at my dorm suite."
He ran a hand over his face and couldn't help but to grin.
"I guess I owe you then."
Cuddy played with the telephone cord.
"What are you doing,House?" She asked in sudden suspicion.
There was a slight silence followed por a deep sigh.
"Trying to seduce you, duh."
Cuddy laughed and couldn't help but to blush.
"Even though I just broke up with someone only a few days ago? Talk about going in for the kill." She joked.
"Well, I took too long the last time. I had to strike while a Cuddy was hot." He quipped.
"So, proposing a dinner?"
"If you're accepting."
There was once mais a slight silence followed por a deep sigh.
"Tomorrow at eight?"
"Tomorrow at eight."
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"Wilson, I need to borrow your pans for tonight's main meal..." House stopped dead in his tracks as he discovered Blake sitting on topo, início of Wilson, on the couch, with his lips on her neck.
The two instantly broke apart at the intrusion.
"So, I guess you guys worked out the particulars of your relationship." House said with a smirk as he plopped down in the recliner.
"House, do you never knock?" Wilson asked in exasperation. Blake laughed at his flustered appearance and playfully tussled his hair. Wilson smiled at her gently and put his arm around her. House rolled his eyes.
"Okay. I get it. You two are in amor and ready for marriage and divorce and all that crap..."
"We are not getting married." Blake exclaimed with finality.
"Yeah right. He's the kind of girl who puts a ring on it." House joked about Wilson.
"Seriously, Kay is a child of divorce and I am a three time divorcee. We just want to be together. The ring and vows don't matter." Wilson said as he stroked her shoulder with his hand.
"Greg, you were right about it not just being a kiss." Blake suddenly said. Wilson looked at his friend in surprise.
"Greg? Since when do you let her call you Greg? And since when are you giving out positive amor conselhos in terms of me and any woman?"
House shifted awkwardly.
"For once, I meddled for the powers of good. Don't pergunta it Wilson. Now, where's those pans?"
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"I have to say, I'm quite impressed." Cuddy said as she finished the last of her risoto.
"Good. You have room left for dessert?"
Cuddy smiled warmly at him and placed a hand on topo, início of his.
"You really put a lot of thought in to this." She said as she leaned closer to him on his sofa.
"Well, seduction takes planning, Cuddy." He said as he placed his other hand over hers.
The two just stared at each other for a while taking in the moment.
"I've missed you." He suddenly said.
Cuddy closed her eyes briefly and met him with a longing gaze.
"I know."
He snickered at her answer and she couldn't help but to smirk.
"This is where you reveal how much you missed me." He said with a raised eyebrow. She traced that eyebrow with her finger until it softened.
"I've missed you...very much...more than a woman who is in a committed relationship should..."
"That's why you finally ended it." He stated as he gripped her hand and pulled her closer. She went willingly.
"He deserved undivided attention. He's a good man...and you're..."
"An ass." He stated softly.
Their faces were very close but not yet close enough.
"Sometimes you are, but not right now." She said as she tentatively kissed his lips. She drew back cautiously to gage his reaction. He smiled at the familiarity of the scene. She had acted similarly in his delusion right before...
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"You know, I'm going to be pretty bruised up tomorrow." She whispered against his bare chest. His hand ran through her curly tresses.
"Hey, you knocked me off the couch..."
"And you knocked me up against every mural of your apartment..."
"And you held on tighter each time. Oh, and por the way, I'm not God but thanks for the compliment." He stated smugly as his hand ventured lower to graze her hip. Cuddy playfully bit his arm.
"You do like it rough, Dr. Cuddy!" He yelled as he rolled them over. He was leaning over her and staring down into her eyes. He could see how deep the waters ran between them.
"It's been a long time since I've wholeheartedly made amor to someone, you know." He said as he leaned his forehead against hers.
"Me too." She replied as she kissed his lips softly and urged him to hold her even closer.