"Now, I just want to reiterate that I hate Christmas and all of the religous hypocrisy connected to it, but u are my woman now so...I put up a tree." He zei as he opened the door to his apartment to reveal the lit up Christmas boom in the corner. Remy smiled brightly and turned to look at him.
"It's beautiful...but u didn't have to. This is your place."
House bit his lip and reached out for her hand. She took his hand tightly with in her own and followed him to the sofa.
"Well, it's funny u should mention that...I want...I would like you..."
"Greg?" She asked wearily.
"Live here." He...
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