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"An enigma. You hate enigmas."
"I don't hate you."
He admitted he doesn't understand everything about me. That is a first. He has always seemed as though he can see right through me. He treated me like I was simple. What's that poem about little girl's? And of course the whole damaged thing. That's what he seemed to think of me. But I am not like that. I am nice to patients and to people in general. But I also want things. Like him.
"Good to know. I'd hate to think I'd show up on your cell phone as "serial date stalker."
"Hey! How do you know I have nicknames on my cell phone?"
"I didn't until just now. It was a joke. But now that I do…what's mine?"
"Not telling."
"Give the wine a chance to kick in and I'll have you at my mercy."
"I hold my alcohol better than that Allison. You are talking to, what, one of the one percent of doctors stupid enough to mix alcohol with pain killers."
"I'd rather not remember that tonight. I want to concentrate on the good things, like how exactly you have kept Cuddy from firing you all these years."
"At one point I gave her all she wanted, now she feels obligated to return the favor. Women really aren't like men when it comes to sex. Men can and will have a one night stand. Women look for relationships. These differences seem to be encoded in our DNA, although the exact gene hasn't been found. And this dance Cuddy and I do? It is our relationship. It works for us."
"Not quite the answer I was expecting. Was it good?"
House started choking at that question. He expected that question less than expected certain four letter expletives from her mouth.
"I plead the fifth."
I couldn't believe I asked that question. It kind of just popped out, or did it? I have no delusions that I don't want to sleep with him. So maybe I just want to know what I am going to be compared to. God, I should have paid more attention during my psych rotation. It's not my fault that I find rare diseases more interesting then why someone thinks their pet dog is talking to them.
"You're awfully secretive tonight."
"And you're awfully nosey."
"Hah. Just wait until we start playing Truth or Dare."
"I don't do Truth or Dare."
"Chill Greg. It was a joke. The only time I play Truth or Dare is when my nieces come to visit, and the dares consist of proposing marriage to a poster of Patrick Dempsy or something equally silly."
"Oh that I would pay to see. Would I get to see the pajamas that go with the games?"
"Flannel pajamas. I am not trying to seduce a guy, just entertain twin 13 year olds."
"Too bad. Cause I bet you own some awfully sexy night gowns."
"And you think you'll get to see them? Aren't you presumptuous. And no, that isn't a question."
So I admit it. I wouldn't mind letting him see me in own of those 'sexy' night gowns. But not yet. I don't put out on first dates. Oh yeah, that was our second, but the first was so horrible my mind is subconsciously erasing the first from my memory.
"I am also smug, crude, sexist, and, don't forget, terribly attractive to younger women."
"I haven't forgotten. But like you said, you are terribly attractive to younger women."
"Yeah, the leg is a real turn on."
"I don't care about it. Though the "bitchin" cane was an interesting touch."
He still doesn't believe I am actually attracted to him, not the idea of fixing him. And I am just now sure how to change that. I have tried explaining it countless times. But the man is so bull-headed. It is like beating your head against a cement block. But at least it will feel good when I stop.
"I am just not sure how to get through to you that I don't want to 'fix' you or change you."
"I can think of a few ways."
Okay, so I can think of one. But we aren't ready for that. That would just complicate things. So we will wait. At least a little while longer. That doesn't mean I have to like it though.
