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Chapter 7:
I wake up with the alarm clock, starting in my bed. I turn it off and snuggle against House. He's still sleeping, and as I don't want to wake him up, I just stroke his hair and go to the kitchen. I call softly at the cats and they follow me.
POV House
The smell of coffee comes to my nostrils and I wake up with a smile. I stretch out, yawn and turn to the side of the bed. Nobody's there. I'm about to stand up but Connelly comes in with a tray, two cups on it. I smile perversely when I realize she's wearing my shirt. Even more, when I realize she's not wearing anything else. She smiles back at me and joins me in bed:
"I was about to wake you up. Sleep well?"
"Yeah, thanks. You?"
"Me too. You've worn me out."
"I know. I was kinda… motivated."
She bends down on me and snogs me.
"Coffee's gonna be cold", she whispers.
"Nooooo, come on! You can't leave me like that!" I protest.
"Like what?" she innocently asks.
"Like… that", I say, moving the sheets aside brutally, revealing my hard-on.
"Okay. I'll heat them up", she says, taking my shirt off.
She jumps on me and we make love again. After that, we finally go in the kitchen and have breakfast.
"I'm glad you stayed", she says, stroking my hand.
I have a forced smile, knowing I hesitated before staying.
"What do we do?" she adds.
I give her an inquiring look:
"At work", she clarifies.
"Well, nothing."
"So you want to keep it secret?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"Suits me."
She stands up and kisses me:
"I'm gonna have a shower. You want me to drop you off at work? I'll be discreet."
"Okay… But only if I can join you in the shower."
Her eyes widen and she comes to me, puts her hand on my crotch.
"The fuck!" she exclaims.
"What?! You should be flattered", I say, faking outrage.
"I know, I know. I am, don't worry. I'm just…surprised by…so much…motivation", she says, looking for words.
"Well, you should take care of it. Otherwise, it's gonna rust", I say with a pout.
She takes my shirt off again and I contemplate her naked body:
"You know, even if my shirt looks good on you, better than on me, I really like it better when you have nothing on."
She puts her arms around my neck and whisper with a seductive voice:
"Would you like me to go to work in the buff?"
"Oh yeah, I'd love that…"
We kiss, she grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom where we have sex in the shower. Then we dress up and finally she drives me to work. She waits a bit in the car before getting in the hospital.
POV Connelly
House has stayed in his office while we were at the emergency department, looking for a case. By noon, I am totally exhausted. I had not had sex for a very long time, and the resumption has been way intense. House had not broken up with Cuddy for that long, and I didn't expect him to be so starving. Though I'm glad he is. It proves me I'm good, after long months of questioning about my abilities. Eric, Taub, Chase and I have an hour break, time to eat lunch.
"Connelly, you're okay?" Eric asks me.
I look up, my mouth full, and ask:
"What?"
"You're eating as if you've been starving for weeks", Taub explains.
I swallow my bite and give them an excused smile:
"Sorry. I didn't have time to eat this morning."
That was partly wrong: I did have time to eat something. Except it wasn't food.
"Don't be", Chase smiles. "It's kinda cute. And sexy."
"Stop it", I snap.
"Stop what?"
"Hitting on me like that. I'm not interested."
"I'll work on you. You'll end up changing your mind", he says with a confident smile.
"You wish", I retort slyly.
I finish my lunch without one more word, and we all leave to the emergencies. We end up finding an interesting case, at least for us, but we have to present it to House, so he decides if the patient is worth it or not. Eric goes in his office and lets him know about the patient. We're all waiting in the diagnostics room, I stand by the white board, looking at House's office. He gets in the room:
"Sooooo… What do we have?" he asks, coming next to me and slapping my ass.
I feel myself getting as red as a beetroot and I slowly turn my face at him. He has an innocent smile and I hear Taub saying:
"What was that?"
"What? That?" House asks, before slapping my ass again.
"Stop!" I say, outraged.
"House, leave her alone", Chase threatens.
House bursts out laughing:
"Leave her alone? You're serious Aussie boy?"
I give him a "what the fuck are you doing?" look and he puts his arm around my hips, draws me suddenly to him and gives me the best kiss of my life. It lasts long, and when he releases me, I turn to the other guys: they're all gaping, looking incredulously at me, then at House.
"So. What about the patient?"
I storm out of the room, furious. I'm absolutely mad at House. I stayed in the room with all of them for the patient, but now he has told us to do some examination to him, I can run away. I walk to the women restroom: I'm glad nobody's here. I slam the door behind me, walk to the sinks, turn on the faucet and spray myself with cold water.
"The bastard", I curse.
"You're talking about me?"
I look up in the mirror to see House has followed me.
"It's women restrooms. Get the fuck out."
"What's your problem? Why are you so mad at me?"
I swiftly turn around to face him:
"Are you fucking kidding me?! You fucking said you wanted it to be a fucking secret, and then you fucking slap my fucking ass in front of fucking everybody!"
He stares at me, and limps to me:
"You're so fucking crude. That turns me hard, you know that? You're hot when you're angry."
"Is it just a fucking game for you? Embarrassing me in front of my colleagues, in front of the people I work everyday with?"
"Jeez relax! It was funny. Did you see their faces? Chase's reaction was particularly interesting. I've always known he had a crush on you, now it turns out I was right."
Boiling with anger, I spat:
"It was NOT funny. Not for me! I believed you, I wanted to respect your decision. And you, you tricked me. I feel hurt."
"You want me to solace you?" he asks, raising his arms to hug me.
I push him away brutally.
"Come on", he softly says, trying it again.
I do the same thing:
"Leave me alone".
"No. I don't want to. Listen, I'm sorry okay? I thought you'd found it funny."
"Liar. You're not sorry. You just want to shag me."
"True. But I really am sorry too. I swear."
I look at him: I know, deep inside, he's lying, I know he just says that so I forgive him. I want to resist, but it gets hard, especially when his hands brush my face.
"I never wanted it to be a secret", he whispers. "I'm happy of what's going on between us. I've not been that happy for a very, very long time, believe me."
Torn apart between what he's just said and what he's done, I moan with despair, unable to know what I'm gonna do. Should I forgive him? Should I hold on and leave now? He gently takes my chin in his hand and makes me look up at him.
"I'm not playing with you. I want this to work. I want us to work."
Then he gives me his sexy half-smile and I know I'm gonna give up. My lips crash against his, my body crashes against his and I climb onto the sink, my hands feverishly unbuttoning his shirt and his pants. His tongue still playing with mine, he slips his hands under my skirt and snatches my panties out. I groan with excitement, shouts out with pleasure when he brutally enters me. Our shag is short but intense, leaving us out of breath.
"Does that mean I'm forgiven?" House asks me, panting, while I get down of the sink and get my panties on again.
"Depends on how many times you'll make me come tonight", I say before turning on my heels, walking away and leaving the restrooms.
