This is the seconde part, a continuation from Huddy option so if u havent read it, please read it first before reading this. Just a quick warning, it's not really in character. commentaren welcome.
As the band began to play, the bought bachelors joined their buyers and Cameron stood, mouth agape, as House made his way over to Cuddy. 'Why did he do that?' thought Cameron.
Cuddy was asking herself the same vraag and found herself blurting out:
"What was that about?" when he reached her.
"This way i get to annoy u for a whole night, which i can spend staring at your 'assets', AND i get to piss off Cameron. It's a win,win,win situation." He half-joked.
"You stare at me all the time, what difference would there be?" Cuddy countered, illiciting a chuckle from House.
They made their way over to a table, and found themselves surrounded door Wilson, Foreman, Cameron, Chase, 13, Kutner and Taub and it was slightly akward, what with her being their boss and all. PLus the fact that Cameron was shooting glares at Cuddy over her wine glass! House glanced over at Cuddy and as her blue-grey eyes met his crystal blue ones, he understood their message straight away: 'anywhere but here' they pleaded with him.
Not wasting any time, and to the surprize of everyone at the table, House asked Cuddy to dance and they made their way to the dance floor with 7 pairs of eyes following them.
Cuddy had practically jumped out of her zitplaats, stoel when he had asked her to dance, so grateful to get away from the table. I t wasn't until House put his cane down and they began dancing, him holding her close that it it her:
"Wait a minute?! u can dance but u won't take the stairs?!... Aren't u in pain?"Her voice softened.
"Nothing i can't handle." He said, as he twirled her and then held her close again, smiling at her for worrying about him.
House was thankful that it was a slow song as he could manage that with his leg and even though he had brought Cuddy on to the dancefloor to get away from the stares and glares, he knew that he had also wanted to dance with her and it had gegeven him the perfect reason.
Everyone was staring at House and Cuddy dancig, i mean, it was House and Cuddy. Wilson was especially shocked as firstly House had stopped the bidding at Cuddy when he would have known Cameron would have bid higher and secondly, House was DANCING! This is BIG thought Wilson as he watched, amazed, as House led Cuddy very gracefully across the floor.
Dancing with House is great thought Cuddy, the wat he holds me close, but not too close and tight, but not too tight, and the fact that they still felt comfortable to chat even with their bodies pressed together. As they continued dancing, their bodies began less rigid, Cuddy's grip on House's shoulder relaxed and his hand moved lower (unintentionaly) and rested on her lower back. Cuddy became aware of House's hand on her lower back, far enough from her a$$ to look respectable, but Cuddy sort of wished he would go for an a$$-grab so taht she could pretend to be shocked and outraged and slap his hand away, but somehow she just knew that he would not, not here, not now.
As they continued dancing, Cuddy saw House's inner-turmoil written all over his face: He was trying not to look at her breasts! She was amuzed door this as he would usually objectify her and openly stare at her, but here he was dancing with her and trying not to offend her door leering at her. Cuddy decided she could have some fun with this and couldnt wait until he slipped up and glanced downwards at her breasts which had be further enhanced door her push-up bra and low cut dress.
As House battled with himself, trying not to look at Cuddy's lovely full breasts right under his nose and instead tried to keep his eyes on her face, and because of this inner battle: to look of not to look!, the pain in his leg was going un-noticed, for now.
When House thought Cuddy had looked away, he quickly glanced downwards, when Cuddy let out a laugh. He looked up, embarrassed to have been caught when she said:
"Wondered how long u could last." she grinned."Longer than i expected." she smiled.
"Well u can't not notice those puppies!" He snarked.
"Correction, u ALWAYS notice them!"
"Well, u always do toon them off so well with all those low-cut tops and push-up bras." He shot back as Cuddy laughed.
As the first few bars of a new song began, a donor cam and asked to cut in, leaving House to limp back to the tafel, tabel as Cuddy began to dance with the young donor. When House reached the table, Wilson questioned him:
"What was that?"
"Nothing." House gave his usual reply to personal questions.
"That was SOMETHING," zei Wilson."You stopped the bidding at Cuddy and u danced! u DANCED!"
"As i told Cuddy already, I get to annoy her for a night, stare at her 'assets' AND i get to piss off u know who." he zei indicating Cameron.
"Just the same as a normal dag for u then." Wilson countered.
In reply, House walked away from the table, towards the bar to get a drink.
Cuddy definitely preferred dancing with House rather than the donor because this guy was openly leering at her clevage, expecting her to kiss his a$$ the whole time to keep him doonating money and his hands didnt stsy still, they were moving all over her back and she didnt like it one bit, but grinned and bared it as she knew his money was very valuable to the hospital. As they danced, Cuddy spotted House at the bar and silently pleaded with her eyes for her to come and save her, to be her Knight in Shining Armour.
House began to limp towards them, when Wilson appeared at Cuddy's side, asking to cut in. Cuddy was relieved she no longer had to dance with the donor with the roaming hands, and was glad Wilson had come as her Knight In Shining Armour, but still wished House could have got there first.
"Thank you." she zei to Wilson while looking at House over his shoulder and thanking him too.
"So, having a good time tonight?" Wilson asked with a knowing smile.
"Yeah, I am." She zei with a smile watching House make his way back to the tafel, tabel and talking to his fellows and former fellows.
While dancing with Wilson, Cuddy could not help but think of dancing with House and kept comparing them to each other, but Wilson interrrupted her thoughts with:
"So, having a good time tonight?"
"Yeah, I am." She replied with a smile "It's been good so far, i was very surprized that House actually went for it when u called his name in the auction, i thought he would have refused." she thought for a moment then added "no actually, i wasn't sure what he would do, but i knew it would be fun to watch." she grinned.
"It definately was that," Wilson agreed."You do realise he stopped it at u for a reason don't you?" He questioned.
"Yessss, but it's House, so i don't think we will ever know that reason."
"I won't, but u might."
"Wilson..." she began but was interrupted door the announcement that the meal was going to be served shortly and they were to take their seats.
They took their seats at the table, with House and Wilson either side of Cuddy, as if they were protecting her from the glares and the stares from curious others. The starter was served and they talked while they ate, mostly inane chatter, but Chase and Cameron seemed to be having a rather heated discussion in whispers.
Cuddy was enjoying the starter and was enjoying the company, she had spent the time chatting to House and Wilson and they had a bit of their usual banter and rapport going while they were eating.
The main meal was served, a lovely lam dish that was so heavenly that it must have been made door angels, everyone at the tafel, tabel was raving about it, and it initiated a discussion about food and cooking and House casually added:
“From what I remember you’re a really good cook Cuddy.”
Everyone looked at him, and then he realized what that implied: that she had cooked for him, and he dug himself out of the whole quickly door adding:
“But Wilson was much better, I mean he actually gave me some of his food, yours I had to take from your secretary.”
The conversation lulled for a seconde until the band began to play some soft jazz for entertainment and the awkward mood was broken, thanks to Cuddy changing the subject and getting everyone talking and discussing current events.
The dessert was served, it was a massive piece of hot chocolate samenflansen, zachte toffee cake with ice cream, and even though everyone was stuffed, they managed to find some room for it. House watched Cuddy as she took her first spoonful and he saw her eyelids flutter because of how delicious it was, a huge smile grew on her face as she felt his eyes on her and as she opened them she had expected him to look away but he didn’t, instead he winked at her and took a bite, over acting, pretending he was her and imitating her reaction to the delicious cake. She laughed and so did the other sat the tafel, tabel who didn’t know the reason for House’s imitation but found it amusing none the less.
Wilson was watching House and Cuddy intently and found himself in awe at how relaxed they were with each other and how their conversation flowed effortlessly and they still had their banter and sniping, but it was all very innocent and they were laughing and smiling and chatting away.
Cameron on the other hand was watching them with a look of pure loathing as she had really wanted to be the highest bidder for House so that he would see she loved him and was the one who would be there for him and she had wanted to got out with him to make him see that that was the case. She was fuming at him for stopping at Cuddy and furious at Cuddy for bidding on him. Chase and Foreman’s commentaren were driving her insane, they kept saying that House and Cuddy must have ‘done the dirty’ because they argued so much that there can’t be nothing there and they wanted to find out what it was. They were a bit like House in the sense that they wanted to solve the puzzle.
After the meal, some people went on to the dance floor while most stayed put, trying to digest some of the delicious food and trying not to burst. Cuddy realized she couldn’t take her eyes off of House as even when he wasn’t talking she keep wanting to just look at him and watch his reactions and the faces that he pulled. She was having a really good time and didn’t want to leave the table, but knew that she had to go and mingle and talk to the donors who were here and male sure they were having a good time.
When Cuddy got up to excuse herself, House got a flash of her meer than ample cleavage as she stood up and was treated to an apologetic smile as she told them she had to mingle, she did however promise to be back later and that they were not to have too much fun without her. As she walked away, House couldn’t help but give her a$$ an appreciative glance which unfortunately Wilson noticed and he laughed at House for trying to be discreet. House could not believe just how beautiful Lisa Cuddy was.
Cuddy had known when she turned to walk away that House would be checking her out, and she found herself smiling as she felt his eyes on her. She knew that there were other eyes on her as well, but they didn’t seem to matter, only the fact that House’s were on her made her walk with a little extra confidence and a little meer bounce in her step.
House noticed the extra bounce and was very pleased, she knew he was looking and wanted him to know that she knew, and the extra bounce shoed that she didn’t mind at all that he was checking her out.
The rest of the night went well, with House staying at the tafel, tabel while Cuddy was mingling and then the two of them danced again at the end of the night when the song was interrupted door an announcement:
“Remember Bidders that u paid for a night with the bachelor u bought, and tonight doesn’t count, so please make that datum soon.”
They continued to dance, Cuddy not sure what to say to start that particular conversation, when House said:
“So, Lisa Cuddy, what do u want to do since you’re the one that bid on me?” He asked with a smile.
Cuddy looked into his playful blue eyes and said: “Well, since u think Wilson is a better cook than I am, I will have to prove u wrong.”
“Just tell me when and I will be there.” He zei softly as he moved his head to the side.
“Hmmm…well, whenever u don’t have a case and I’m not too busy and you’re not being too much of an a$$.” She smiled as he laughed, God he has a great laugh she thought as she watched his eyes crinkle as he let out a guffaw.
“Hmm…could be a challenge then.” He zei with a smile. ”I’m sure you’ll think of a time.”
“Hey, u could help u know. When are u free this week?”
“Anytime, I told you.”
“Okay, okay, how about Thursday?”
“Thursday’s not really a datum night is it?” He teased.
“Okay, fine, Friday, u happy now?”
“Ecstatic.” He zei with a smile that reached his eyes.
The week went door in a blur for both House and Cuddy, well, up until Friday anyway. Sunday to Thursday had been very busy for them both and they had tried to ignore the stares and vragen they were met with about their time at the Charity Event and the ‘date’ they were to go on. The rumor mill had started and was not about to stop.
Friday was upon them, and House had never felt a dag drag so much in his entire life. He didn’t admit it to anyone, but he was really looking vooruit, voorwaarts to going to Cuddy’s tonight for dinner. He couldn’t wait to try whatever mouth watering food she was going to make because he knew for a fact it would be fabulous as she was an amazing cook. House found himself watching for Cuddy wandering about just so he could see what she was wearing, and listening for the staccato sounds of her heels as she marched towards his office to yell at him for something, the sounds of her voice as she tried to schmooz the donors and encourage them to donate in the hospital, of the sound of her laughter as she laughed at a silly joke of story told door the nurses. He was really looking vooruit, voorwaarts to tonight and hoped she was too.
Cuddy was surprised at just how interested people were in what her and House had talked about on Saturday and where they were going and what they were doing for their ‘date’, she wouldn’t be surprised if Chase had yet another bet on them and vowed to find out. ‘Will this dag ever end?’ she thought as she sat at her bureau reading even meer requests for equipment from countless departments, very few of which she knew would be able grant. Money was the issue, it was always the issue. As her eyes boon to loose focus she looked at the clock: 17:35. Only 25 meer minuten and then I am out of here, she thought. Butterflies entered her stomach now when she remembered House was coming over for dinner. She couldn’t help but smile at how strange that sounded, even inside her head and her mind wandered to the lovely meal she would make to wow him with her cooking, knowing full-well he would eat anything but wanting to make him something very tasty.
She was brought back from this reverie door a familiar voice in her ear:
“Hey, what u dreaming about Cuddles?” House joked.
“Ha, ha. You.” She deadpanned.
“Aw…how sweet.” He zei in a camp voice while pretending to wipe away a tear.
She laughed.
“What time do u want me tonight?” He asked. ”Forgot to check.”
“Erm…around 7ish. That ok?”
“No problem. 7ish it is.” He agreed as he walked towards the door.
As he reached for the handle, he turned and added: “Have u had as many vragen thrown at u as I have?”
“No, no-one’s zei anything, but they didn’t have to, I could tell from the looks what they think and think they know. Oh, and door the way I think Chase has started up his betting again.”
“Surprise, surprise, Prince Charming wants to make money from our ‘situation’” He drawled.
“What vragen have u been asked?” She asked, curious.
“Oh, nothing much, just whether of not the twins over there are real.” He zei while pointing his cane at her breasts. She looked shocked, mouth agape.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I assured them all that they were. They are aren’t they?” He asked receiving no reply. “Oh, and the goldfish look doesn’t do anything for u door the way.” He snarked as he left the room shooting her a cheeky grin.
It was the bang of the door closing that finally brought her back.
As the band began to play, the bought bachelors joined their buyers and Cameron stood, mouth agape, as House made his way over to Cuddy. 'Why did he do that?' thought Cameron.
Cuddy was asking herself the same vraag and found herself blurting out:
"What was that about?" when he reached her.
"This way i get to annoy u for a whole night, which i can spend staring at your 'assets', AND i get to piss off Cameron. It's a win,win,win situation." He half-joked.
"You stare at me all the time, what difference would there be?" Cuddy countered, illiciting a chuckle from House.
They made their way over to a table, and found themselves surrounded door Wilson, Foreman, Cameron, Chase, 13, Kutner and Taub and it was slightly akward, what with her being their boss and all. PLus the fact that Cameron was shooting glares at Cuddy over her wine glass! House glanced over at Cuddy and as her blue-grey eyes met his crystal blue ones, he understood their message straight away: 'anywhere but here' they pleaded with him.
Not wasting any time, and to the surprize of everyone at the table, House asked Cuddy to dance and they made their way to the dance floor with 7 pairs of eyes following them.
Cuddy had practically jumped out of her zitplaats, stoel when he had asked her to dance, so grateful to get away from the table. I t wasn't until House put his cane down and they began dancing, him holding her close that it it her:
"Wait a minute?! u can dance but u won't take the stairs?!... Aren't u in pain?"Her voice softened.
"Nothing i can't handle." He said, as he twirled her and then held her close again, smiling at her for worrying about him.
House was thankful that it was a slow song as he could manage that with his leg and even though he had brought Cuddy on to the dancefloor to get away from the stares and glares, he knew that he had also wanted to dance with her and it had gegeven him the perfect reason.
Everyone was staring at House and Cuddy dancig, i mean, it was House and Cuddy. Wilson was especially shocked as firstly House had stopped the bidding at Cuddy when he would have known Cameron would have bid higher and secondly, House was DANCING! This is BIG thought Wilson as he watched, amazed, as House led Cuddy very gracefully across the floor.
Dancing with House is great thought Cuddy, the wat he holds me close, but not too close and tight, but not too tight, and the fact that they still felt comfortable to chat even with their bodies pressed together. As they continued dancing, their bodies began less rigid, Cuddy's grip on House's shoulder relaxed and his hand moved lower (unintentionaly) and rested on her lower back. Cuddy became aware of House's hand on her lower back, far enough from her a$$ to look respectable, but Cuddy sort of wished he would go for an a$$-grab so taht she could pretend to be shocked and outraged and slap his hand away, but somehow she just knew that he would not, not here, not now.
As they continued dancing, Cuddy saw House's inner-turmoil written all over his face: He was trying not to look at her breasts! She was amuzed door this as he would usually objectify her and openly stare at her, but here he was dancing with her and trying not to offend her door leering at her. Cuddy decided she could have some fun with this and couldnt wait until he slipped up and glanced downwards at her breasts which had be further enhanced door her push-up bra and low cut dress.
As House battled with himself, trying not to look at Cuddy's lovely full breasts right under his nose and instead tried to keep his eyes on her face, and because of this inner battle: to look of not to look!, the pain in his leg was going un-noticed, for now.
When House thought Cuddy had looked away, he quickly glanced downwards, when Cuddy let out a laugh. He looked up, embarrassed to have been caught when she said:
"Wondered how long u could last." she grinned."Longer than i expected." she smiled.
"Well u can't not notice those puppies!" He snarked.
"Correction, u ALWAYS notice them!"
"Well, u always do toon them off so well with all those low-cut tops and push-up bras." He shot back as Cuddy laughed.
As the first few bars of a new song began, a donor cam and asked to cut in, leaving House to limp back to the tafel, tabel as Cuddy began to dance with the young donor. When House reached the table, Wilson questioned him:
"What was that?"
"Nothing." House gave his usual reply to personal questions.
"That was SOMETHING," zei Wilson."You stopped the bidding at Cuddy and u danced! u DANCED!"
"As i told Cuddy already, I get to annoy her for a night, stare at her 'assets' AND i get to piss off u know who." he zei indicating Cameron.
"Just the same as a normal dag for u then." Wilson countered.
In reply, House walked away from the table, towards the bar to get a drink.
Cuddy definitely preferred dancing with House rather than the donor because this guy was openly leering at her clevage, expecting her to kiss his a$$ the whole time to keep him doonating money and his hands didnt stsy still, they were moving all over her back and she didnt like it one bit, but grinned and bared it as she knew his money was very valuable to the hospital. As they danced, Cuddy spotted House at the bar and silently pleaded with her eyes for her to come and save her, to be her Knight in Shining Armour.
House began to limp towards them, when Wilson appeared at Cuddy's side, asking to cut in. Cuddy was relieved she no longer had to dance with the donor with the roaming hands, and was glad Wilson had come as her Knight In Shining Armour, but still wished House could have got there first.
"Thank you." she zei to Wilson while looking at House over his shoulder and thanking him too.
"So, having a good time tonight?" Wilson asked with a knowing smile.
"Yeah, I am." She zei with a smile watching House make his way back to the tafel, tabel and talking to his fellows and former fellows.
While dancing with Wilson, Cuddy could not help but think of dancing with House and kept comparing them to each other, but Wilson interrrupted her thoughts with:
"So, having a good time tonight?"
"Yeah, I am." She replied with a smile "It's been good so far, i was very surprized that House actually went for it when u called his name in the auction, i thought he would have refused." she thought for a moment then added "no actually, i wasn't sure what he would do, but i knew it would be fun to watch." she grinned.
"It definately was that," Wilson agreed."You do realise he stopped it at u for a reason don't you?" He questioned.
"Yessss, but it's House, so i don't think we will ever know that reason."
"I won't, but u might."
"Wilson..." she began but was interrupted door the announcement that the meal was going to be served shortly and they were to take their seats.
They took their seats at the table, with House and Wilson either side of Cuddy, as if they were protecting her from the glares and the stares from curious others. The starter was served and they talked while they ate, mostly inane chatter, but Chase and Cameron seemed to be having a rather heated discussion in whispers.
Cuddy was enjoying the starter and was enjoying the company, she had spent the time chatting to House and Wilson and they had a bit of their usual banter and rapport going while they were eating.
The main meal was served, a lovely lam dish that was so heavenly that it must have been made door angels, everyone at the tafel, tabel was raving about it, and it initiated a discussion about food and cooking and House casually added:
“From what I remember you’re a really good cook Cuddy.”
Everyone looked at him, and then he realized what that implied: that she had cooked for him, and he dug himself out of the whole quickly door adding:
“But Wilson was much better, I mean he actually gave me some of his food, yours I had to take from your secretary.”
The conversation lulled for a seconde until the band began to play some soft jazz for entertainment and the awkward mood was broken, thanks to Cuddy changing the subject and getting everyone talking and discussing current events.
The dessert was served, it was a massive piece of hot chocolate samenflansen, zachte toffee cake with ice cream, and even though everyone was stuffed, they managed to find some room for it. House watched Cuddy as she took her first spoonful and he saw her eyelids flutter because of how delicious it was, a huge smile grew on her face as she felt his eyes on her and as she opened them she had expected him to look away but he didn’t, instead he winked at her and took a bite, over acting, pretending he was her and imitating her reaction to the delicious cake. She laughed and so did the other sat the tafel, tabel who didn’t know the reason for House’s imitation but found it amusing none the less.
Wilson was watching House and Cuddy intently and found himself in awe at how relaxed they were with each other and how their conversation flowed effortlessly and they still had their banter and sniping, but it was all very innocent and they were laughing and smiling and chatting away.
Cameron on the other hand was watching them with a look of pure loathing as she had really wanted to be the highest bidder for House so that he would see she loved him and was the one who would be there for him and she had wanted to got out with him to make him see that that was the case. She was fuming at him for stopping at Cuddy and furious at Cuddy for bidding on him. Chase and Foreman’s commentaren were driving her insane, they kept saying that House and Cuddy must have ‘done the dirty’ because they argued so much that there can’t be nothing there and they wanted to find out what it was. They were a bit like House in the sense that they wanted to solve the puzzle.
After the meal, some people went on to the dance floor while most stayed put, trying to digest some of the delicious food and trying not to burst. Cuddy realized she couldn’t take her eyes off of House as even when he wasn’t talking she keep wanting to just look at him and watch his reactions and the faces that he pulled. She was having a really good time and didn’t want to leave the table, but knew that she had to go and mingle and talk to the donors who were here and male sure they were having a good time.
When Cuddy got up to excuse herself, House got a flash of her meer than ample cleavage as she stood up and was treated to an apologetic smile as she told them she had to mingle, she did however promise to be back later and that they were not to have too much fun without her. As she walked away, House couldn’t help but give her a$$ an appreciative glance which unfortunately Wilson noticed and he laughed at House for trying to be discreet. House could not believe just how beautiful Lisa Cuddy was.
Cuddy had known when she turned to walk away that House would be checking her out, and she found herself smiling as she felt his eyes on her. She knew that there were other eyes on her as well, but they didn’t seem to matter, only the fact that House’s were on her made her walk with a little extra confidence and a little meer bounce in her step.
House noticed the extra bounce and was very pleased, she knew he was looking and wanted him to know that she knew, and the extra bounce shoed that she didn’t mind at all that he was checking her out.
The rest of the night went well, with House staying at the tafel, tabel while Cuddy was mingling and then the two of them danced again at the end of the night when the song was interrupted door an announcement:
“Remember Bidders that u paid for a night with the bachelor u bought, and tonight doesn’t count, so please make that datum soon.”
They continued to dance, Cuddy not sure what to say to start that particular conversation, when House said:
“So, Lisa Cuddy, what do u want to do since you’re the one that bid on me?” He asked with a smile.
Cuddy looked into his playful blue eyes and said: “Well, since u think Wilson is a better cook than I am, I will have to prove u wrong.”
“Just tell me when and I will be there.” He zei softly as he moved his head to the side.
“Hmmm…well, whenever u don’t have a case and I’m not too busy and you’re not being too much of an a$$.” She smiled as he laughed, God he has a great laugh she thought as she watched his eyes crinkle as he let out a guffaw.
“Hmm…could be a challenge then.” He zei with a smile. ”I’m sure you’ll think of a time.”
“Hey, u could help u know. When are u free this week?”
“Anytime, I told you.”
“Okay, okay, how about Thursday?”
“Thursday’s not really a datum night is it?” He teased.
“Okay, fine, Friday, u happy now?”
“Ecstatic.” He zei with a smile that reached his eyes.
The week went door in a blur for both House and Cuddy, well, up until Friday anyway. Sunday to Thursday had been very busy for them both and they had tried to ignore the stares and vragen they were met with about their time at the Charity Event and the ‘date’ they were to go on. The rumor mill had started and was not about to stop.
Friday was upon them, and House had never felt a dag drag so much in his entire life. He didn’t admit it to anyone, but he was really looking vooruit, voorwaarts to going to Cuddy’s tonight for dinner. He couldn’t wait to try whatever mouth watering food she was going to make because he knew for a fact it would be fabulous as she was an amazing cook. House found himself watching for Cuddy wandering about just so he could see what she was wearing, and listening for the staccato sounds of her heels as she marched towards his office to yell at him for something, the sounds of her voice as she tried to schmooz the donors and encourage them to donate in the hospital, of the sound of her laughter as she laughed at a silly joke of story told door the nurses. He was really looking vooruit, voorwaarts to tonight and hoped she was too.
Cuddy was surprised at just how interested people were in what her and House had talked about on Saturday and where they were going and what they were doing for their ‘date’, she wouldn’t be surprised if Chase had yet another bet on them and vowed to find out. ‘Will this dag ever end?’ she thought as she sat at her bureau reading even meer requests for equipment from countless departments, very few of which she knew would be able grant. Money was the issue, it was always the issue. As her eyes boon to loose focus she looked at the clock: 17:35. Only 25 meer minuten and then I am out of here, she thought. Butterflies entered her stomach now when she remembered House was coming over for dinner. She couldn’t help but smile at how strange that sounded, even inside her head and her mind wandered to the lovely meal she would make to wow him with her cooking, knowing full-well he would eat anything but wanting to make him something very tasty.
She was brought back from this reverie door a familiar voice in her ear:
“Hey, what u dreaming about Cuddles?” House joked.
“Ha, ha. You.” She deadpanned.
“Aw…how sweet.” He zei in a camp voice while pretending to wipe away a tear.
She laughed.
“What time do u want me tonight?” He asked. ”Forgot to check.”
“Erm…around 7ish. That ok?”
“No problem. 7ish it is.” He agreed as he walked towards the door.
As he reached for the handle, he turned and added: “Have u had as many vragen thrown at u as I have?”
“No, no-one’s zei anything, but they didn’t have to, I could tell from the looks what they think and think they know. Oh, and door the way I think Chase has started up his betting again.”
“Surprise, surprise, Prince Charming wants to make money from our ‘situation’” He drawled.
“What vragen have u been asked?” She asked, curious.
“Oh, nothing much, just whether of not the twins over there are real.” He zei while pointing his cane at her breasts. She looked shocked, mouth agape.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I assured them all that they were. They are aren’t they?” He asked receiving no reply. “Oh, and the goldfish look doesn’t do anything for u door the way.” He snarked as he left the room shooting her a cheeky grin.
It was the bang of the door closing that finally brought her back.
