Chapter 7
Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital…….
Inside the conference room connected to House's office, Chase, who was still fuming after the fight he had with Cameron, hurriedly stuffed some papers into his messenger bag before he slung it over his shoulder.
He was sick of Cameron pining after House and even more insulted that she thought she was being subtle in regards to her actions.
Walking quickly out of the conference room with his head down, Chase nearly collided with Honey as she reached for the door handle.
"Oh I'm sorry." Chase said, grabbing Honey by the shoulders to keep from knocking her off her feet.
"It's ok." Honey responded looking up at him with a sad smile.
"If you're looking for House he left for the night." Chase informed her.
"I know. That's why I came so late, hoping that he'd be gone. I just wanted to drop off a couple of things he left at my apartment." Honey replied, holding a small plastic grocery bag in her hands.
"Did you guys break up?" Chase questioned furrowing his brow.
"Yes we did…..we just weren't right for each other." Honey confirmed, not wanting to go into any further details.
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that." Chase said sincerely.
Even though he had only spoken to Honey briefly at the fundraiser, Chase did have an immediate liking for the beautiful girl standing in front of him, her smile as well as her laughter a very attractive quality to him.
"Don't be sorry, it just wasn't meant to be." Honey responded with a small smile, shrugging her shoulders.
Chase was impressed with Honey's positive attitude and even more impressed with her cute smile. It was a refreshing change from Cameron's often sullen moods these days.
"Anyway one of my favorite bands is playing down at this local bar so I have to get going." Honey said walking past Chase towards House's office door.
"What's the name of the band you're going to see?" Chase asked curiously, following her into the office.
"You probably don't know them, they're a local band named Fracture." Honey answered, placing the bag on House's desk.
Chase's eyes got wide with excitement as she turned around.
"Are you kidding I love them!" He exclaimed with a grin.
"Really? Well then would you want to come with me?" Honey asked walking up to him as he held the door open for her.
Chase hesitated for a moment, he was supposed to have dinner and go to a movie with Cameron tonight.
"Actually I'd love to go." He answered, deciding that a night with Honey would do him as well as his ego some good.
"Great!" Honey responded with a dazzling smile as they walked down the hallway of the hospital together.
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Meanwhile across town, Lisa arrived at Greg's apartment a little over a half an hour after she left the restaurant, having talked him briefly over the phone as she headed out to her car just to let him know that things had gone well with the break up.
On the way over to his apartment traffic had been at a stand still as major construction had taken the two lane highway down to a single lane, causing her commute to double in time, her body and mind completely exhausted after the long and emotionally trying day she had both at the hospital and at the restaurant with Jeff.
Knocking on his door, Lisa could hear the muffled laughter on the TV, wondering if he had fallen asleep, even though it was barely past eight pm.
"Come in." House yelled from the sofa, knowing exactly who his visitor was.
Lisa twisted the knob and opened the door, finding House sitting on his couch with his legs propped up on the coffee table in front of him and his left arm stretched out along the back of the couch as he turned around to look at her as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her.
"How did you know it was me?" Cuddy questioned walking up to him.
"Your knock gave you away. It said …do me House…do me House." House snarked as she sat down next to him.
"Well I'm ready for the third degree." Cuddy remarked, ignoring his comment to her as she turned to face him.
"Umm not quite sure what you mean?" House replied, leaning over and surprising her by carefully moving her legs onto his lap.
"What are doing?" Lisa asked him suspiciously as he removed both of her shoes.
"You feet must be killing you after such a long day." House responded casually as he took her left foot in his hands and began to massage it.
"What did you do?" Cuddy questioned raising an eyebrow. "And why aren't you questioning me about Jeff?"
"I'm just trying to help you relax so I can do you after we have our little talk about the American Gigolo." House replied with a smirk, pressing his thumb into the sole of her foot.
"Ooooooooooh." Lisa moaned, drawing out the vowel in the word, leaning back against the arm of the sofa as a pleasurable sensation moved from her foot all the way to the top of her head.
"Erogenous zone." House informed her, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
Lisa laughed before she studied the profile of his face.
"Jeff took the breakup really well….I guess I misjudged him." She commented.
"You didn't misjudge him as much as caught him off guard by breaking it off with him." House replied, talking her other foot into his hands, starting to apply the pressure of both of his thumbs to the arch of it.
"I guess....wait…..ah...stop that!" Lisa scolded, pulling her legs away from him as she was distracted from her thoughts by another wave of pleasure shooting up from her foot.
"Scoot on down back to Daddy, I promise I'll take it easy on you for now." House told her with a wicked grin, patting his empty lap.
"Behave." Lisa warned, pointing at him with a flirtatious smile before cautiously placing her legs with her knees bent over his lap, thereby keeping her feet away from his hands.
"So he took the news of you dumping him well. I'm sure once it really sets in he'll be crying in his pillow tonight it that makes you feel any better." House said wth a sarcastic edge to his tone as his fingers caressed her right kneecap.
"I don't want him to feel bad, it's just that I was kind of shocked at his reaction, Jeff always gave me the impression that he was very serious about our relationship." Lisa told him, pausing for a moment at the end of her statement as she studied his face.
"What?" House asked.
"It's kind of weird talking to you about Jeff." Lisa admitted to him.
"Then let's quict talking about what's his face." House commented as his eyes followed his hand that was making its way up from her kneecap to her thigh, his fingertips reaching the hem of her skirt.
Lisa looked down as his hand as it slipped under her skirt, shifting her body and inching closer to him on the couch so she could move her right arm around his neck.
"Well since you don't want to talk about what's his face, what do you want to talk about?" She whispered into his ear as her nose caressed the side of his face.
"How about that jerk that was yelling at you in you're office today?" House responded, turning his head, his lips brushing over hers as their eyes connected.
"That jerk isn't so bad, and even when he is, I know that he means well." Lisa answered back at him, placing her left hand on the side of his face, her thumb rubbing the stubble on his jaw just before they kissed.
She felt the tension of the day leave her body as Greg place his arm around her waist, pulling her a little closer as his right hand continued its journey underneath her skirt, reaching her hip where his fingertips brushed across the lace of her panties.
The kiss between them deepened as her heart picked up its pace and she wondered if Greg knew that just a single kiss from his lips could send shivers down her spine, making her feel as if she was sixteen again, the excitement of being alone with him like this, more than she had expected it would be.
House felt Lisa move her hand to the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her, the fire of mutual attraction and lust between them undeniablely real, making him give his all to her when they kissed, holding nothing back in his commitment to her.
Their lips parted for a moment and brushed against each other briefly before connecting once more as tongues returned to their dance and his fingers moved from her hip to the front of her panties, adding to the ache he was feeling in his groin.
A knock on the door behind them suddenly and abruptly halted their make out session.
Lisa pulled back with him as panic registered across her face.
"It's not Wilson." House assured her, lifting her legs off of his lap and kissing her quickly before he got up to answer the door.
"Delivery for House." The Asian gentlemen waiting for him at the door said once he had opened it.
"How much?" Houe asked.
"Twenty five." The man answered.
House gave him a displeased look as he fished the money out of his wallet before paying the man who handed him a large brown paper bag in return.
"Are you hungry?" House asked Cuddy as he closed the door and motioned for her to follow him to the kitchen.
"Actually I'm starving." She replied getting up off of the sofa.
"Well then you better stop the delivery guy and see if he can help you out with that." House teased.
"You're a jerk." Cuddy said, playfully slapping his arm as they walking into the kitchen together.
"Ah man! They forgot the soy sauce!" House whined after pulling several white cartons out from inside the bag.
"Hey can you do this jerk a favor and see if there's some in the fridge?" He asked as he grabbed two forks from inside the drawer to his right.
Lisa sighed and opened the refrigerator door, stunned for a moment when she looked inside and spotted a single stemmed salmon colored rose, which of course was her favorite flower, resting on the top shelf of the refrigerator.
"Greg?" She whispered holding the rose in her hand as she turned around to face him.
"What?" House asked looking over at her. "Now how did that get in there? Oh that's right Cameron gave that to me earlier today." He teased.
Lisa was speechless, the simple romance gesture pulling at her heartstrings as she placed the rose on the countertop and pulled him closer to her, looking into the eyes of a man who she knew would continue to surprise her just when she thought she had him all figured out.
"Thank you." She said softly, moving her hands to his chest and kissing him tenderly on the lips as she felt the electricity traveling between them like a conduit.
"So who's the jerk now?" House questioned when she pulled away, trying to maintain some sense of control as she looked up at him with the spark held within her eyes.
"You're still a jerk….. but you're my jerk." Lisa answered, staking her claim on him.
"Is that so? Well who says I want to be your jerk?" House challenged.
"I do." Lisa answered in an assertive tone, not backing down.
House smiled at her as she looked up at him before capturing his lips with her own.
He loved the aggressive sound in her voice, especially when it told of how much she wanted him and after hearing it, he decided that he needed to have her right then and there, pusshing her up against the refrigerator door as he deepened their kiss.
"The food will get cold." Lisa teased with a smile brekaing away from the kiss as she pulled his t shirt over his head.
"Food can wait…… your jerk needs some action." House replied as his hands moved to her sweater, where they took hold of it and lifted up from her body.
"My jerk." Lisa said triumphantly as he removed the garment from her, tossing it aside.
As they continued to undress each other, their bodies turned and moved inside the tiny kitchen with the thrill of what was to come.
Kicking off his shoes as Lisa unzipped and pulled down his jeans, Greg moved with her over to the counter on the opposite side of the refrigerator, his tongue and mouth exploring her breasts that he had just freed from the red satin demi cup bra she was wearing, his hands knocking over the dirty glasses and coffee cups beside the sink as Lisa reached inside his boxers and began to stroke him.
The sounds of cups clattering behind them were soon joined by other loud noises as they continued to please each other while more clothes were shed until they both stood naked before each other in front of his kitchen table.
Greg leaned into Lisa as she slid up onto the table, her hands knocking off the salt and pepper shakers placed there as well as the stack of magazines resting in the center of the table, all the objets falling down to the kitchen floor as he nudged opened up her legs with his thighs and entered inside of her in with a strong and powerful thrust.
Lisa gasped and held onto him tightly as he continued with the hard throbbing strokes of his plevis, her legs bent and knees rising his ribcage as she moaned out his name.
"God you feel so good." House groaned in a deep voice filled with hunger, kissing her neck before moving his lips to her mouth, feeling a shockwave of aderline run through him as Lisa started to rock her hips in time with his thrusts.
Lisa threw her head back and moaned out again as Greg's hands gripped onto her hips, lifting her pelvis up to him as he plunged deeper inside of her.
"Oh god right there." She gasped, her voice trembling as much as her thighs were at the moment, her fingernails digging into the flesh of his back.
The sound of longing ache in her request traveled into Greg's brain in an instant, the waves of his orgasm now only seconds away as it sent a shot through him, her need and desire for him scorching the parts of him that had been left cold for so long.
He moved his lips to the side of her face, keeping up the pace, saying her name with a hushed breath as he felt her tightened around his shaft as her orgasm traveled through her, moving his right hand to the small of her back as he exhaled loudly into the air surrounding them, feeling his climax coming from the soles of his feet up into his stomach making his knees weak, his balance thrown off by earth shattering ecstasy he was experiencing.
Lisa wrapped her legs around Greg and held him securely in her embrace as she felt him stumble keeping him close to her, gasping again as she kissed his neck while he continued to move inside her, not wanting to let go of their union even after his climax, the power of what they created together so incredible she knew this was what she had been searching for in vain for so very long,
Taking in a deep breath, she felt her heart ache with the realization of what it truly felt like to be whole with someone else, closing her eyes as her head rested against his shoulder, hearing Greg trying to slow his own breathing as he moved his hand up from her back, caressing her neck as he kissed the top of her head.
In the stillness of the afterglow, the silence was broken by three loud thuds that came form the linoleum floor beneath them, the sound of it causing House to pull Lisa closer to him as he laughed into the side of her neck.
"What was that?" Lisa questioned feeling his chest viebrate as he let out another laugh that made her smile.
"I think we woke up Mrs. Adams." House told with a huge grin on his face.
"I guess we'll have to be quieter next time we have table sex." Lisa whispered with a grin of her own as House stepped back from her.
"Like hell! That old broad is not going to keep me from getting freaky deaky on with you anytime and anywhere I want to." House protested, holding onto the edge of the table with his left hand as he picked up his boxers and sex pistols t-shirt in one grasp.
"Here you get tops and I get bottoms." He then said, handing her the t-shirt as he got another look at the way her grey eyes were alive with fire, the way her cheeks were flushed and her lips stretched thin with the smile on her face that he had been the cause of.
"Thanks." Lisa said, slipping the shirt on before hopping down off of the table.
"Wow, we really made a mess in here." She added with amusement, bending down to pick up some of the magazines that were fanned across the floor.
Watching her, House took in a deep breath, even though Lisa had bent at the knees as she leaned forward to grab for a few of the scattered magazines on the floor in front of her, the t-shirt she was wearing rose up past her thighs, giving him a sneak peek at the bottom of her cute ass.
"Don't do that now." House told her, reaching for her arm.
"Why not?" Lisa asked rising to her feet and setting the magazines she held down on top of the table once more, completely unaware of the show she was giving him.
"Because when you bend down like that you get 'Little House' all excited again and if 'Little House' gets excited, we're going to end up being stuck here in this kitchen in more ways than one for at least another hour." House said, pulling her to next to him as he cupped the soft flesh of her round bottom with his right hand before giving it a squeese.
"I'm not complaining." Lisa answered back with a seductive tone.
House smiled, grinning from ear to ear. "How come you can't be this nice to me at work?" He asked titling his head to one side.
"Because if we were this nice to each other at work we'd both get fired for screwing around with each other literally instead of figuratively." Lisa answered with a smirk, walking over to the counter top where House had set out the white cartons of Chinese take out earlier.
"I'm willing to take one for the team you know, be that rebel doctor who stood up to the board by making you moan on top of your desk in your office." House replied following her over to the counter.
"Not gonna happen." Lisa remarked in an offhanded tone, opening up one of the containers to see what was inside of it.
"Never say never Doctor Cuddy." House whispered into her ear as he stood behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist, feeling her jump slightly before she elbowed him in the ribs.
"Ouch! That hurt!" House whined, rubbing the spot she had made contact with.
"You're such a whimp." Lisa commented back to him, knowing she hadn't hit him that hard.
"You're just a dominatrix in disguise." House told her, snatching the open container from her hands.
"Keep it up and I'll be bringing out the whip and nipple clips in no time." Lisa countered, reaching across him to pick up one of the forks from the counter before breezing by him, headed for the living room.
"If you've got the leather restraints I've got the time." House answered back to her, grabbing another one of containers off of the counter top and limping out into the living room to join her with a sly smile spread across his face.
