my updates are going to be alot slower from now on because I have run out of chapters to post and because I want to leave u guys hanging with this ending for a while... :) aren't I mean??? Any ways read and review...im not sure this is the best chappy I've written...but yeah...Oh and to those people who have been rating me four stars could u give me some ideas on how I could make that five stars??? :P
House woke up the volgende morning to a very girly snore volgende him and a rock of the boat. House had used his naviagtion and chart reading skills to bring the yacht into a small, isolated inlet. The inlet was surrounded door large cliff faces, but at the hart-, hart of it was a small beach. He looked over his shoulder when he heard yet another snore and his gaze traveled the length of her body. House was going to have a hard time getting out of bed seeing as her limbs were literally tangled in him; but somehow he managed to slip away, grabbing his cane and his bottle of Vicodin. He made his way out on deck; the breeze was gentle and it whipped his face. His gaze travelled to the little strand in the inlet...'hmm' he thought.
He returned below decks and turned the gas cooker on and poured water into the jug for coffee. House wanted to return Cuddy's favour (making him dinner) door making them breakfast. He decided against spek and eggs [she's Jewish so doesn't eat pig] and instead did scrambled eggs on toast.
Cuddy rolled over onto her stomach and burried her face into the pillows, the smell of food and coffee had woken her. Lazily she raised herself out of bed, wiped the sleep from her eyes and made her way into the living space.
When she saw what House had done, she smiled to herself but that smile soon dissapeared when she noticed House gaping at her. Quickly, she covered herself up; only wearing shorts and a tank top, boven that had risen over her hips in her sleep. She ran her hand through her bed head.
House thought she actually looked rather cute but did not admit to this.
"What?" she asked
"Nothing," he said, shaking his head and continued to lay the tafel, tabel for breakfast, "I made u coffee and breakfast, it'll be ready in about five minutes."
"Why are u doing this?"
"Because last night u zei 'we might as well make the most of it' so I am,"
"Okay, well I'll go have a shower," House's face lit up at these words, "And u aren't coming,"
"Well, u will change your decision after you've seen what I've planned for the day," he zei with a smirk oh his face.
"What ever, House, whatever," she zei dismissing him in a dull tone.
......
TBC
Read and Review!!!
xx
House woke up the volgende morning to a very girly snore volgende him and a rock of the boat. House had used his naviagtion and chart reading skills to bring the yacht into a small, isolated inlet. The inlet was surrounded door large cliff faces, but at the hart-, hart of it was a small beach. He looked over his shoulder when he heard yet another snore and his gaze traveled the length of her body. House was going to have a hard time getting out of bed seeing as her limbs were literally tangled in him; but somehow he managed to slip away, grabbing his cane and his bottle of Vicodin. He made his way out on deck; the breeze was gentle and it whipped his face. His gaze travelled to the little strand in the inlet...'hmm' he thought.
He returned below decks and turned the gas cooker on and poured water into the jug for coffee. House wanted to return Cuddy's favour (making him dinner) door making them breakfast. He decided against spek and eggs [she's Jewish so doesn't eat pig] and instead did scrambled eggs on toast.
Cuddy rolled over onto her stomach and burried her face into the pillows, the smell of food and coffee had woken her. Lazily she raised herself out of bed, wiped the sleep from her eyes and made her way into the living space.
When she saw what House had done, she smiled to herself but that smile soon dissapeared when she noticed House gaping at her. Quickly, she covered herself up; only wearing shorts and a tank top, boven that had risen over her hips in her sleep. She ran her hand through her bed head.
House thought she actually looked rather cute but did not admit to this.
"What?" she asked
"Nothing," he said, shaking his head and continued to lay the tafel, tabel for breakfast, "I made u coffee and breakfast, it'll be ready in about five minutes."
"Why are u doing this?"
"Because last night u zei 'we might as well make the most of it' so I am,"
"Okay, well I'll go have a shower," House's face lit up at these words, "And u aren't coming,"
"Well, u will change your decision after you've seen what I've planned for the day," he zei with a smirk oh his face.
"What ever, House, whatever," she zei dismissing him in a dull tone.
......
TBC
Read and Review!!!
xx
