Hey guys!
Here is my new story.
Thanks a lot to janerobson for proof-reading it and for helping me with the title :-)
The story has nothing to do with current storylines of the series.
Enjoy reading!
1. Chapter
Cuddy closed the hook of her bra and lifted her blouse up form the floor. "Stop it!", she said.
"What?"
"Stop staring at me!" She put on the blouse and started to button it up.
"A few moments ago you practically pressed your breasts into my face and now you want to forbid me to even look at you. Do I have to understand that?" He took his vicodin bottle from the bedside table and took two pills.
"You don't have to understand it. You just have to accept it. Otherwise this was our last "adventure" together."
"Oh, please. You don't believe that yourself, do you? Don't forget that you were the one who came and jumped me."
"You called me and asked me to come!"
"I asked if you wanted to come over. And obviously you did otherwise you wouldn't be here."
Cuddy sighed. "Can we please move this discussion to another day? I am really not in the mood to argue with you." She dropped down on the floorboard and sighed once again. "Have you seen my shoes?"
"Yep", House bent over the other side of the bed and pulled out one of her high heels from under the bed. "At least one of them."
Cuddy took the heel. "Thanks" Her voice was quiet and calm. "I guess I'll go now."
He nodded. "Close the door behind you."
"Good night." She rose up from the bed and headed for the door.
"Night." He said before she disappeared from his room and few moments later also from his apartment.
After she had found her second heel behind House's couch, she had left his apartment and driven home.
The night had been long and cold. She had hardly gotten any sleep and thats why she was super tired when she entered the hospital this morning.
Not even two cups of strong coffee had helped. She still felt tired and exhausted.
If she hadn't been that busy she probably would have taken a nap on her office-couch but the files were piling up on her desk and her schedule was overloaded. She felt like she hardly even had time to breath. There was no way she could take a nap right now.
She startled when her phone started to ring. She took a deep breath, before she lifted up the phone and thereby dashed into a usual day full of stress and hectic activity.
House's night hadn't been any better than Cuddy's. After she had left he watched TV and tried to drown his sudden loneliness in cheap whiskey he had bought at a gas station.
Unfortunately it hadn't work. Even after emptying the bottle his apartment was still as empty and as quiet as it had been before.
He had drifted off on the couch. When he had woken up again his leg was killing him.
Far too late – like everyday – he had arrived at the hospital.
Now he was lying on his Eames lounge Chair thinking about Cuddy and her perfect, smoking hot body when someone opened his office door.
"House!" It was Wilson.
"Go away!", House murmured without opening up his eyes.
"Where the hell where you yesterday? I thought we wanted to watch the "General Hospital" marathon and get drunk?"
"Couldn't come. Have been busy."
"That's the third time in a row that you bailed on our plans! Don't you think that you own me an explanation?"
"Who are you? My wife?"
"I am the idiot who ordered tons of Chinese take-out. And thanks to you I can eat this crap now the whole week long."
"You can bring the leftovers to my place."
"What did you do yesterday? And why did you turn off your phone?"
"Maybe it was because I didn't want to be bothered?"
"What was that interesting that you voluntary refrained from free beer and free food?"
House finally decided to open up his eyes to look at him. "A hot and willing woman naked in my bed."
"You had…? With whom?"
"Cuddy." Was House's immediate response.
Wilson started laughing. "Keep dreaming, House."
Before House was able to retort, his office door opened once again and Cuddy entered the room. "If you two don't have anything to do move your asses to the clinic. There are enough patients for all of you."
"I really would like to but I am afraid I am just too tired. You didn't let me sleep much last night." House wiggled with his eyebrows mischievously.
"House!" Cuddy shouted. She was pissed! Really pissed! He promised her he would not say anything! Not even to Wilson!
"Calm down, Cuddy. I don't buy that anyway. He just likes to screw with us."
"Can I please talk to House in private?", she asked Wilson while her eyes were still fixed on House.
"Okay", he said and left the room.
"What the hell, House! Why did you do that?"
"The best lie is the truth… No one buys it."
"We have an agreement! You promised me you would keep your mouth shut!"
"No one knows about it! Wilson is used to me talking like that about you. He would get suspicious if I stopped now."
Cuddy pushed his feet a little bit to the side in order to make some space for her and dropped down on the footrest of his Eames chair. "We both could lose our jobs if someone finds out about this." She seemed already a bit calmer than a few moments ago.
"Clam down, Cuddy. It was just Wilson."
"I know. But I'd really appreciate it if you could stop talking like that about… " She indicated with her hand between him and her. "… us." She finally dared to say it.
"Us" was a word both of them were kind of afraid of. It sounded like they were a thing… like they were an item.
"As long as you let me still grope your ass and your breasts I am okay with pretty much anything."
Cuddy didn't want to smile… She did it anyway. She just couldn't help herself.
"Are you coming over tonight?" He asked after a few seconds.
She shook her head no. "Not today. I'm gonna stay in the hospital longer. I have tons of files that need to be signed."
"Oh come on… screw the files. They will still be here tomorrow."
"I can't House. Not today." She rose up from the footrest again.
"Tomorrow?"
"Maybe." She smiled a sweet smile at him before she exited his office leaving just the infatuating smell of her expensive perfume behind.
TBC…
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