For once in her life Cuddy didn't have all the control in her life, she hadn't checked the schedules, hadn't packed. No, Greg House – miserable, sometimes cold yet somehow hopeless romantic – had done all that for his love. And that he loved her House didn't leave any doubt.

Somehow he had managed to reschedule all of her important meetings – the ones deemed less important he'd outright canceled – and now she was sitting in the pressurized cabin of a plane, just waiting for the captain to announce that they would start their descend to their destination: Paris. Still in her pencil skirt she hadn't been able to get much rest the last 5 and a half hours – a fact she was sure even House had picked up by now. Usually she would have chosen slacks... but after all even a genius like House couldn't think of it all. First she'd reminded herself to be grateful that he took her to Mont St. Michael but as time dragged on she became increasingly more uncomfortable, squirming in her seat trying to keep her legs from falling asleep.

She couldn't recount how many times she'd chastised Rachel for similar behavior during dinner at her grandmothers, now she understood the torment of uncomfortable clothing. As her thoughts drifted to Rachel a smile spread on her face, how was her little angel? How would she handle being away from her mother for a whole week. Of course the rational woman in her knew that Julia would take excellent care of her – after all she was the good sister, the one with a husband and several biological children, she could hear her mother say – but the mother in Cuddy worried. What if something happened? What if Rachel got scared? What if she wouldn't even miss Cuddy?

Seeing her faraway look in her eyes and the smile on her face sent a warmth through House's body he'd never thought possible, knowing she was his for the next 7 days made his body tingle with excitement.

"Thinking about joining the mile high club are we?" He stage whispered, leering at Cuddy and bringing her back to reality. Her perfectly plucked eyebrows shot up in surprise. In fact she couldn't say that she'd never thought about it, however it had never worked out.

A familiar warmth coiling deep in her belly, gathering herself quickly she couldn't keep her eyes from betraying her innermost feelings. "Well as a matter of fact..." Her hand landed on his knee, slowly stroking up to his mid – thigh and then down to his knee again, just to repeat the same path over. A rare expression of astonish was taking hold of House's face. Never had she considered such a thing, never had he thought he'd get her to even consider his fantasy, when she had been a young and adventurous girl she hadn't had the financial means to fly and later she had simply grown up. But House somehow managed to always tickle the unexpected side out of her, the one she so desperately tried to hide when she was Dean of Medicine at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital.

On the other hand though, right now she was no Dean she was simply Lisa, starting her vacation and smitten by her boyfriend.

And didn't he deserve a little something something for taking care of her?

Seeing her squirm in her seat again House just thought that she was uncomfortable again, he didn't even notice that she'd unbuckled herself and squirmed to the aisle, stopping with each leg of her legs on either side of him. "Take at least a couple of minutes before you follow me." Cuddy instructed, brushing his lower stomach, just above his waistline with her tiny fingers before she headed to the front bathrooms. Maybe she was a just a woman, a very turned on one at the moment, but she didn't wanna have a plane load of people see her as just a slut. And she sure didn't want to get caught.

Cuddy wasn't one to fool around with her plan, adding a little extra sway to her hips for his benefit as she strode to the front of the cabin, feeling his eyes roaming every centimeter of her backside, making her feel warm and safe and oh so damp till she finally disappeared behind the curtain.

Had it been up to him he would have jumped up and followed her right away. If he was honest he'd even have jumped her in the crowded cabin. But he respected her too much and he'd had to kill every guy or lesbian who even dared to look at his Cuddy in any state of undress. So patiently, he waited, staring at his watch, while his heart thumped heavily in his chest.

Written out sex scene in the next chaper or not? I'm not quite sure yet...

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Linda: If so only in later chapters, sorry, I still hope you will find the story interesting/entertaining/amusing ;)

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