Disclaimer: I don't own House, sure wish i did though.

Cuddy walked through the halls of her hospital with confident strides and stopped in front of the elevator. Maybe I should just leave this alone and pretend like it never happened, House probably doesn't want to talk about it anyways.

She stood in front of the doors and contemplated heading up to his office or going back to her own. Last night was a mistake. I was vulnerable, he took advantage of me and then he didn't. That's all it was. She thought about the night before, and images Joy being taken away from her flashed. That had hurt like hell.

She had tried for a baby for so long and wanted motherhood so much. House knew that, he'd even helped with the IVF injections when she still thought she had a chance of conceiving.

Cuddy thought about how her heart had been ripped out of her chest. She thought about sitting on the floor of what was supposed to be the nursery for Joy.

And she thought about House. He came to her home in the middle of the night, and told her she would have been a great mom, the bastard. After he spent the week talking her out of her dream of being a mother, and after it was taken away he had the nerve to say it.

House kissed her. He kissed her. It was heated and deep and wet, and the best kiss Cuddy had in a long time. Their bodies were pressed together and their hands were wandering over each other.

It shouldn't have happened, I'm his boss, and he's my best employee.

Cuddy stood there in the middle of the hallway, contemplating what she should say to him. A voice behind her made her jump.

"Cuddy?"

She spun on her heel to face Wilson.

"Why are you just standing there? Are you going up?" He asked with a questioning look.

She realized she probably looked odd standing alone having a mental debate with herself. Oops. Wilson reached out and punched the up arrow on the wall.

"Oh, um, yeah I'm actually going up to see House." She muttered.

The door opened and they got in and silently rode up to Oncology Wing. Wilson nodded his goodbye and Cuddy made her way to the diagnostics department. She glanced in the window and saw the team all sitting at the table, bouncing ideas off House as usual.

He walked out in the hallway with his cane in one hand and a dry erase marker in the other. He tucked the marker into his pocket.

"Last night-"she started.

"Forget it." House shot back.

"I know this is awkward, but we need to talk."

"There is a reason we've evolved the feeling of awkwardness, it tells us not to talk about things."

"I was emotional because of the adoption falling through, and you actually let your human side show for a moment, that is why we kissed. I just want to say thank you for not taking advantage." She said.

His hair looked like he just woke up. Her eyes roamed his body, following the line of his jaw, eyeing the three-day-old stubble he had, moving further down to his chest and his signature dark jacket and light blue button down. She would admit, he was sexy. But she couldn't have thoughts like that.

She looked back up to the crook of his nose and the circular scar he had on the left side. And then she met his eyes. They were a sharp blue, and he was looking at her looking at him. His gaze was simultaneously comforting and icy.

House looked like he was about to say something but opted out. Instead he leaned in closer to her face till they were but a few inched apart.

"Any time you wanna stop kissing, I'm there for you." He said with a sarcastic nod.

Cuddy blushed and opened her mouth slightly, but then she thought about what was happening and took a step back. They were in a hallway of the hospital she was in charge of with his team in the next room, with glass windows, looking at them. Not to mention doctors and patients all around them.

"House, really that can't happen again." She said. "Especially not here."

"Then where?" He said with a small smirk on his face. God, he was sexy.

She took a deep breath. She stepped around him and walked back to the elevator with a slight grin on her face, which luckily he couldn't see, and a little more sway in her hips.

House watched her walk away and tilted his head as he looked at her ass. He smirked. He noticed she added a little extra pep to her step for him.

She turned in the elevator once more and he flashed a knowing look. Their eyes met for a few seconds before the doors closed. House went back to his team and agoraphobic patient and Cuddy back to her paperwork.

This story was originally a oneshot, but I'll continue it if people want me to with a possible rating change, so review! I'm open to advice and ideas for where the story should go. Thanks for reading