...Cuddy turned around in cama and felt the warm nacked chest of House. She kissed him and stroked him gently. He woke up and smiled at her. “Think that was mais than three times.”, he said as she interrupted him with a kiss on his lips. “Coffee?”, she asked while got up and slip on her satin bathrobe. “Coffee means relationship?”, he asked mockingly with a huge smile on his face. “Yeah! And torrada, brinde means marry me..!”, she countered back also smiling. He slip on his shorts and camisa unbuttoned, followed her into the kitchen. “Wanna some toast?”, he asked carefully whispering. “I would like to have the full program, you know. Going out for dinner, visit a play, making a short-trip to a romantically little hotel, get a valentines present, meet for picknick or lunch….,you know all these things people do when they´re in love.”
House sat at her dining table, listen to her and raised his eyebrows and grined sarcastically. “Women.”, he sighed while Cuddy brought him a cup of coffee and sat down seguinte to him. They focused each other for a while holding their hands into one another. “We have to go to work, remember the hospital?”, she said trying not to sank to deep into his steel blue eyes. They kissed. Suddenly it knocked at the door. “Your Poolboy´s coming?”, House teased her. “Idiot.”, she responsed quickly and went to the door and opened it.
“Wilson?”
“Good morning Lisa. Thought I should surprise you with some croissants.”, he smiled.
“umm….”, she was interrupted por House who came around and stood behind her.
“This is your Poolboy? Oh my God! Buddy you know croissants means marry me.”
Wilson was shocked for few segundos but then began to laugh.
“Sorry guys.”, he said and couldn´t really stop laughing.
“Men.”, Cuddy said, rolled her eyes and went into the bathroom having a shower.
“Coffee?”, House asked Wilson who just stood there with a damn devlish smiling on his face.
“You owe me a declaration, and…yes…coffee sounds good.”
Both went into Cuddy´s kitchen.
“What..?”, Wilson asked while drinking his coffee.
“Nothing.”
“You slept with her,…that isn´t nothing.”
“Yeah, but…that´s it….nothing mais to say at this time.”
“You son of bitch, are you going to hurt her? Man, if you do this….i kill you.”
“I don´t want to hurt her. I….i think i….love her.”
“You? What?…..House are you ok?”
“Don´t know, but there´s such a feeling I can´t really explain…think it´s just…love her.”
Wilson smiled at him. “Huah,…finally!”
No sooner had he said this, House noticed Cuddy standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
“Think I go on my way to the hospital, see you guys later.”, Wilson said and hasted out.
Cuddy smirked at House. “Love?”, she asked softly.
He nodded and kissed her gently on the lips....
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"Right! we got him back!", Wilson shouted and checked the notifications of the measuring instruments. "Hey, Buddy, can you hear me?"
House twinkled, try to nod a little. "Don´t.", Cuddy stopped him, touched his schoulder and smiled at him. "You had an accident with your motorbike.", she stroked above his head. House tryed to speak now, but was interrupted from Wilson. "You laid in coma for a few hours. Do you remember anything?"
House gave a look at Cuddy. In this moment he realized that he dreamed about her and him and coffee and toast. "No.", he whispered. Also he remembered the the visiting at Cuddy´s, their conversation, their kiss. "Why did you drive to New York?", she asked him as Wilson left the room.
House stared at her. "Do you remember we met before?", she asked further. "Relationship.", he whispered. Cuddy kissed him at his forehead. "I amor you.", he whispered again and fell into a deep sleep. Cuddy looked at him intensely. Holding his hand, stroked it and sat down seguinte to him on the bed. Won´t leave him alone now.
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House sat at her dining table, listen to her and raised his eyebrows and grined sarcastically. “Women.”, he sighed while Cuddy brought him a cup of coffee and sat down seguinte to him. They focused each other for a while holding their hands into one another. “We have to go to work, remember the hospital?”, she said trying not to sank to deep into his steel blue eyes. They kissed. Suddenly it knocked at the door. “Your Poolboy´s coming?”, House teased her. “Idiot.”, she responsed quickly and went to the door and opened it.
“Wilson?”
“Good morning Lisa. Thought I should surprise you with some croissants.”, he smiled.
“umm….”, she was interrupted por House who came around and stood behind her.
“This is your Poolboy? Oh my God! Buddy you know croissants means marry me.”
Wilson was shocked for few segundos but then began to laugh.
“Sorry guys.”, he said and couldn´t really stop laughing.
“Men.”, Cuddy said, rolled her eyes and went into the bathroom having a shower.
“Coffee?”, House asked Wilson who just stood there with a damn devlish smiling on his face.
“You owe me a declaration, and…yes…coffee sounds good.”
Both went into Cuddy´s kitchen.
“What..?”, Wilson asked while drinking his coffee.
“Nothing.”
“You slept with her,…that isn´t nothing.”
“Yeah, but…that´s it….nothing mais to say at this time.”
“You son of bitch, are you going to hurt her? Man, if you do this….i kill you.”
“I don´t want to hurt her. I….i think i….love her.”
“You? What?…..House are you ok?”
“Don´t know, but there´s such a feeling I can´t really explain…think it´s just…love her.”
Wilson smiled at him. “Huah,…finally!”
No sooner had he said this, House noticed Cuddy standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
“Think I go on my way to the hospital, see you guys later.”, Wilson said and hasted out.
Cuddy smirked at House. “Love?”, she asked softly.
He nodded and kissed her gently on the lips....
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"Right! we got him back!", Wilson shouted and checked the notifications of the measuring instruments. "Hey, Buddy, can you hear me?"
House twinkled, try to nod a little. "Don´t.", Cuddy stopped him, touched his schoulder and smiled at him. "You had an accident with your motorbike.", she stroked above his head. House tryed to speak now, but was interrupted from Wilson. "You laid in coma for a few hours. Do you remember anything?"
House gave a look at Cuddy. In this moment he realized that he dreamed about her and him and coffee and toast. "No.", he whispered. Also he remembered the the visiting at Cuddy´s, their conversation, their kiss. "Why did you drive to New York?", she asked him as Wilson left the room.
House stared at her. "Do you remember we met before?", she asked further. "Relationship.", he whispered. Cuddy kissed him at his forehead. "I amor you.", he whispered again and fell into a deep sleep. Cuddy looked at him intensely. Holding his hand, stroked it and sat down seguinte to him on the bed. Won´t leave him alone now.
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