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A/N: Alright I think we ALL need to give my beta Iane Casey a HUGE thank you for writing you guys a little treat. (you'll figure it out) lol though that wasn't the intial deal. hehe well thank you to everyone who is still reading and have reviewed the last chapter. You guys rock!! I wasn't able to meet my goal and post all before Wednesday obviously and I am really sorry!! I was going to sneak on this morning to post this but I feel asleep after I shut off my alarm and had to rush to school XD haha my mom drove as fast as she could, I was half scared. Well anyways, thanks to my wonderful beta Iane Casey for not only your treat but for also editing lol. Give her a round of applause y'all. lol sorry for any OOC-ness, we're at the point where it'll be pretty hard to keep them IC and I hope you all like it!
Once they arrived at the hospital they were greeted by Wilson who had just finished talking to one of the donors. He handed Cuddy and House a glass of wine and couldn't help but laugh a bit at House and state, "Wow, Cuddy must have really whipped you." He smiled.
"Well at least I'm not known as the other woman," House shot back as he downed down his glass. He saw Cuddy give him an incredulous glare. He smiled simply and walked over to the bar with Wilson.
Cuddy shook her head and chuckled as she watched her two best friends go off to drink their brains off. Cuddy walked to the mini daycare center for all the kids who couldn't find a babysitter and dropped Rachel off to make new friends. She then headed back into the main room and was greeted by the committee who were all admiring how well the lobby had been transformed into a ballroom. She approached them confidently with a smile.
"This is amazing," Lillian admired astounded. Everyone nodded in agreement, except for Hilary. She just scowled in jealousy. She suddenly saw Wilson standing at the bar and immediately lightened up as she walked over to him.
"Thank you," Cuddy responded after watching Hilary go over to Wilson. "Please have fun and enjoy yourselves." She told them as they all split up. She smiled brightly seeing that they liked the presentation and went to go butter up some donors.
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House and Wilson were talking about the funny things that happened to them today, like House falling on top of Cuddy in the middle of the store. They were soon greeted by Hilary's smiling, flirtatious presence. Wilson immediately transferred his attention making House laugh.
After just standing there and drinking for ten minutes he notice Wilson leave, but without Hilary. She approached him with the same look as earlier and they gave each other a quick body check. He shrugged, she was okay.
"So Greg," Hilary said in her flirtatious way. "Why would Lisa leave such a hottie like you stand alone next to the bar?"
"Because she has a job to do," House said completely ignoring the attractive woman's obvious attraction to him.
"You know," She began taking a step closer to him. "If I were her, I'd be very jealous and make sure you stay close to me, to make sure no one tries to steal you."
"Well good thing you're not her," He said as he took another sip of his drink.
"That tie is really not you," Hilary commented. "You seem more free spirited than that, did Lisa take it away?" She began to undo his bow tie until it came completely off. House continued to ignore her and watched as Cuddy talked to some donors. Suddenly, he found himself in a lip lock with his fake girlfriend's arch rival.
Hilary had hung onto House's bow tie and pulled him down to a kiss. She notice House didn't try to pull away and deepened the kiss. She was then tumbling backwards when House shoved her off and limped away. She had a wicked smile on her face knowing her goal had just been met.
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Cuddy was talking to a donor when she noticed House's eyes on her. She smiled at him, but the smile fleeted when she saw her gorgeous date begin to kiss Hilary. She quickly walked away as she tried not to look hurt and disappeared into the crowd. She didn't know why but she felt a pang of jealous and anger towards Hilary, but was more hurt and sadden by House, but he wasn't really her boyfriend. Why would she care?
Nonetheless she felt hurt and quickly remembered why she and House hadn't ever pursued a real relationship. She knew that he'd do something to hurt her. Either he'd cheat on her or push her away, like he did with Stacy. She shut her eyes, making the tears that threaten to form disappear and quickly did an emotional check. Then was a sudden hand on her shoulder and she jumped before turning around to see Wilson.
"Hey, you wanna dance?" He asked her courteously. They had always danced at least once during the galas since normally Cuddy didn't bring a date, but in this case House probably couldn't or didn't want to dance with her.
Cuddy shook her head in declination with a sigh. She turned and walked over to the wall where she saw other couples standing there, but they weren't standing there in self pity. They were standing there romantically trying to bond alone in the corner. Cuddy felt small, obsolete and embarrassed to have lost her date to Hilary… again.
This had happened back when they were in school too. Hilary stole most of Cuddy's dates leaving her embarrassed and she usually didn't stay at any of the social events long enough for anyone to notice. But for this event she couldn't just run away, she was the host and people would surely notice. She sighed and reluctantly went back to schmoozing donors for money for the hospital.
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After an hour of roaming around the floor, avoiding Hilary at all costs, House's leg began to hurt. He sat down at a near by table and began to massage his leg when he noticed that he hadn't seen his beautiful date all night. He then saw her purse on the bar table and quickly limped to it. He opened the purse and noticed that a total of $50 dollars was missing – he had counted her money while waiting for her to finish dressing earlier that evening.
He scanned the whole lobby and then something caught his eye. He turned back to the dance area and saw his boss dancing wildly on the dance floor with several men. House felt his emotions begin to bubble inside of him as he attempted to control himself and try not to go up there and kick some ass. He clutched Cuddy's purse tighter and was about to walk up to her.
"Hey Mister, you can't take that woman's purse or I'll have to report you." He heard the bartender say causing him to turn around and roll his eyes.
"I'm her date moron. Why else would I be looking for her?" House stated as he rolled his eyes. He turned back around to where he last saw his boss and she was no longer where she was standing. She was like the road runner, now you see her now you don't.
He began to roam the room again, ignoring his leg's scream of pain and began looking for his alleged date. He turned to a table and finally caught a glimpse of her. As he got closer and closer to the table, he did not like what he saw.
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After an hour Cuddy decided to go on the dance floor and begin to dance and take her mind off work. She shook wildly to the music as several gorgeous men came around her and dance as they waited to have a chance to dance with her. She saw one of the attractive men she was dancing with smile at her and involuntarily she put her hands on his shoulders and began to dance mainly with him. She was still wildly dancing to the upbeat music, but he easily kept up with her and soon he had his hands on her hips as they began to dance together.
"Why don't we sit down," he suggested with a handsome, breathtaking smile. Cuddy giggled and nodded as the mysterious man in a black and red mask began to lead her off the dance floor. They sat at a near by table and she noticed that he couldn't take his eyes off her. "I'm Ethan Lankan, who are you?"
"Dr. Lisa Cuddy," she said as she giggled. She noticed his smile and suddenly found herself settle down as she smiled back.
"You're Lisa Cuddy?" He asked skeptically. "No way! My dad has met with you several times and he has said nothing but good things, which meant you're supposed to be boring and professional. Not fun and wild."
"Well I have no idea why I'm acting like this myself." She laughed. "I guess going wild and letting loose helps me forget my problems and for a moment I actually forgot why I was so upset earlier."
"You were upset?" He asked her in a kind, caring, and still romantic manner.
"I was upset?" Cuddy repeated, suddenly realizing how stupid she sounded and blushed. She heard him chuckle and she smile brightly.
"Maybe I can make you feel better," he stated with another heart melting smile that pulled on her heartstrings.
She really did forget why she was upset, and for a moment she forgot who House even was. "I think you can too," She giggled.
"You know for a moment, I thought you were here on a date with that guy with a cane. You two did walk in together, arm in arm." Ethan wanted to confirm that she was single.
"Who's the man with a cane?" She asked then realized who she was talking about. "Oh him," she chuckled. "Um, I thought I was too, but I was wrong." She gave a false smile as her sadness returned.
"Well he's an idiot for leaving you out for grabs," Ethan stated. Cuddy put her hand to her ear as the music got louder and it was harder to hear what he was saying. "I said I think he's an idiot for leaving you." Cuddy still couldn't hear him. Ethan pulled her close to him and their faces were inches apart. Cuddy couldn't pull away but heard him whisper, "I said I think that man is an idiot."
As Cuddy began to move closer and closer to Ethan she was suddenly jolted up by a single hand. She turned to see an angry and jealous House sending Ethan daggers and holding her arm possessively as he said, "Trying to take advantage of a vulnerable woman, how very gentlemanly of you."
"You're a great gentleman yourself, ditching your date when you get here. She doesn't want to be with you, you know." Ethan defended standing up from his chair and tried to get Cuddy away from House.
"Get your hands off her," House's anger grew as he pushed Ethan off. Cuddy pulled away from him as Ethan pushed him back.
"Why should I? Do you know who I am?" Ethan asked the older man. "Who the hell are you?" The two men began to shove each other back and forth, preparing to go into hand to hand fight.
"Her boyfriend," House told the man possessively, "Stay the hell away from her."
"Some boyfriend, kissing another woman right in front of her. That's right, I saw it. No wonder she was on the dance floor looking for a new guy." Ethan insulted with a crooked smile. "You're nothing but a pity case."
House's anger took control as he balled his hand into a fist and punch the man in front of him. Ethan fell to the floor with a broken nose as everyone began to swarm around him. House turned to Cuddy, but suddenly noticed she wasn't standing there. She had gotten away while he was arguing with Ethan.
He saw her walking away as quickly as she could towards the doors and he limped after her. Cuddy turned around and saw that House was getting closer and she quickened her stride, House followed. Cuddy tried to run, but was quickly stopped when she had accidentally twisted and sprang her ankle. She fell back, but was luckily and unluckily caught by the same man she was trying to get away from.
She pushed him away and held onto a near by table for support. She tried to walk on her ankle, but bit her lip in pain as she fell to the floor once more. House once more caught her and took her into the dark clinic. He went into one of the exam rooms and sat Cuddy down on bed.
"I'm fine, you can go back to the party and spend time with your real date," Cuddy stated jealously.
House ignored her and got some ice. He wrapped it around her ankle and she winced in pain. He smirked in victory and slid in his chair to grab some bandages to put around her ankle in a little bit.
"You know green isn't really your color." House joked trying to lighten the very heavy mood. Cuddy rolled her eyes.
"Well it doesn't look that great on you either." She lied; honestly she loved it when House got jealous, especially when it was towards her. It showed her that maybe there was hope for them, if House tried hard enough or truly wanted it.
House furrowed your brows. "Why were you with him anyways, trying to find a mate before time's up?" He asked her trying not to sound like he cared too much.
"Why do you care?" She deflected, still a bit angry at him. "My date left me and he was interested, I'd be an idiot to come here with a date and leave without one." She lied again, she really didn't know what she was doing or why. Ethan was just a sweet guy who came onto her and she couldn't resist.
House stayed silent. He was as guilty as she was, but he didn't kiss Hilary, she kissed him. Though he did take his sweet time pulling away, but Cuddy had no real hold over him. She didn't really have the right call him her own. "Why did you care?" He turned her question around. "You don't have any real possession over me."
"Neither do you, so if I want I can kiss who ever I want and right now, it's Ethan." She countered, knowing it would irritate House and she hoped it might even hurt him a little.
House furrowed his brows and felt a pang of hurt from her words. Of course she belonged to him. Ever since college there was a silent claim he had called upon her and that kept all the guys in Michigan away from her, for the most part. Now if anyone tried to get near his property he would surely take out his shot gun and shoot the man. He had successfully kept every man interested in Cuddy 100 ft away.
House held his cane firmly as he approached Cuddy who was currently looking at the wall with a grim look on her face. Cuddy turned her head towards him in time for their eyes to meet. His baby blues had a glint of determination and hurt in them that struck her speechless.
"House, what are you—" Cuddy was cut when House leaned forward and captured her lips in his. Cuddy's mind was a blur, she tried to pull away and lean forward at the same time. She wanted to be as far and as close to him as possible. She didn't know right from wrong at the moment.
Her administrator side kicked in and she was about to really pull away from him when his fingers, his long, lanky fingers caressed her cheek so tenderly that it tugged at her heartstrings. All she could think of was his lips on hers, his luscious lips which were so unlike him. His lips rivaled those of some women; soft and full. What struck her most was how gentle he was kissing her. How, at that simple action alone, he was able to turn her world around in the best form of the cliché.
Eventually she ran her hand through his hair and slid her hand down behind his neck to pull him in closer and tighter to deepen their kiss. Lips slid against each other, tongues danced slowly, and consequences were damned. Cuddy knew that she wouldn't have traded that moment for even a single kiss on the cheek from Ethan.
Cuddy's administrative mind finally came back into full gear remembering where she was at and when. She quickly pulled away from House and she stared into his eyes as they both wore the same look of hurt and sadness. She struggled to catch her breath as she fixed herself up.
House cleared his throat as he reached for the bandage and took the ice off Cuddy's swollen ankle. He wrapped it around firmly but gently and threw the roll onto the counter. He then retrieved Cuddy's new crutches and held them out to her.
Cuddy turned and looked at him, seeing him avert his eyes refusing to look at her. Why couldn't she just make up her mind? First she thought about appearances then finally gave up and kissed back. Now she pulled away from him abruptly without a reason to justify for him. She mentally slapped her forehead. As much as she hated to admit it, the saying was right. Women are hard to understand. She bit her lip in remorse and reached out towards him, but she wasn't reaching for the crutches. Instead, she grabbed hold of his arm to make him look at her.
Their eyes met again, expressive eyes showing how worn out and confused each were... House was confused as to why she so abruptly pulled away as if he was the plague after just kissing him back. Cuddy was confused as to what to do next. She wanted him. God knows how much she did. But she knew how to separate personal from business matters. She could wait later albeit a painful wait.
She closed the distance between them and kissed him chastely on the lips. In a split second her lips were hovering near his ear. "Later," she whispered huskily which sent shivers up and down his spine.
Cuddy gave him a small smile and he held the crutches out to her once more and she frowned. House sent her a smirk. "Either: take these now or I'll have to carry you around the whole party." He gave her an ultimatum. Cuddy smiled again as she reached her arms out for him to pick her up. "You're kidding right?" She simply responded by giving him a puppy pout.
House rolled his eyes and continued to hold out the crutches. Cuddy finally reached for them, to pull herself up and House let out a 'finally' and let go of them. Before he could walk away, he felt something grip his arm tightly and he turned to find Cuddy holding on to him, as if she were perfectly fine. He raised an eye brow in question and Cuddy smiled.
"Didn't I make it perfectly clear that I chose you?" Cuddy asked, getting closer to House. "Plus this way, I can have you all to myself." Cuddy purred into his ear.
House cleared his throat and Cuddy knew she had won. She held onto him tightly as he led her out. They were immediately met by Ethan's wealthy father, Michael Lankan. He looked very upset and Cuddy looked down shyly, realizing that it was very unprofessional of her to start hitting on one of the donor's sons.
"Dr. Cuddy," Michael started out. Cuddy took a deep breath and stood up straight as she stepped forward to him. "Ethan told me about his fight with your boyfriend, care to explain?"
Cuddy looked down shyly. "Well Mr. Lankan," she attempted to explain. "Ethan—" She was shortly cut off by House.
"Your son hit on my girlfriend," House stated. "I'm Dr. Gregory House, head of diagnostics and the new lover of Cuddles here." Cuddy looked at him in shock and blushed in embarrassment. House smiled, knowing what he was doing and they both looked at Michael who suddenly had a smile on his face.
"Dr. House, I almost didn't recognize you." He said. "Oh whatever happened to Ethan, I'm sure he deserved it. It's so great to finally meet you." He shook House's hand. Cuddy smiled and shook her head in bewilderment.
House smiled, happy he remembered that Lankan was a big fan and had emailed him numerous times wanting to meet. He looked down at Cuddy as she smiled and mouthed 'You are amazing.'
"Dr. Cuddy, do you mind if I borrow your boyfriend?" Michael asked as if he were a kid in Candy world with unlimited surplus of candy.
Cuddy sighed and looked up at House. She reluctantly let go of his arm and sat down at the table. "Well, he is amazing." She stated in pure admiration. "It's only my duty to share him with the rest of the world."
Lankan had already begun pulling House away before Cuddy even got to finish her sentence. She rolled her eyes and caught the surprised expression on Hilary's face, who had been watching them interact intently. Cuddy smirked as she made sure to keep an eye on her House.
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House and Cuddy collapsed on her couch after putting Rachel into her crib and getting her to settle down. Cuddy rested her head comfortably on House's chest and he instinctively put an arm around her. Cuddy felt him somewhat jerk awkwardly before he relaxed. She smiled and snuggled into his chest before closing her eyes.
"You really surprised me tonight, House." Cuddy stated with her eyes still closed. She didn't see, but some how she knew House was smiling.
"So you're saying I don't always surprise you?" House asked jokily. "Words hurt you know." He felt Cuddy's full laugh on his chest and he enjoyed the vibration. "So when exactly is later?" Cuddy opened her eyes, sat up and looked at him in confusion. "You said you'd be giving me something later, when is later?" He repeated.
Cuddy gave him a kiss on the cheek with a hand caressing his other. "When do you want later to be?" She whispered in a sultry voice near his ear.
House didn't answer her verbally. Instead, he gently cupped her cheek and met her lips tenderly, kissing her so delicately as if she would break. Noticing that her position was putting a strain on her side, she straddled him and cupped both his cheeks and deepened their kiss. House leaned back on the couch and wrapped his arms around Cuddy's waist to support her.
That moment felt just right, none of the hesitation and reluctance that settled upon them earlier at the Gala. The moment felt just as it should be with his strong arms wrapped protectively around her. His lips tenderly caressing hers.
House never knew he could be with Cuddy in a situation like they were in at that moment. Whatever he did good to deserve her he'll never know.
Cuddy was enjoying their lips gliding against each other like they have been so used to it. Her heart skipped a beat when House's lips diverted to her cheek and kissed her so lightly there and whispered words to her ear that made her blush and shiver at the same time.
A/N: Well you probably realized that the treat she wrote was the, not one, but TWO Huddy MO scenes lol I can't write that good yet lol. Now this is where ALL your reviews matter big time. You probably realized this, but the deal was that she would write the smut for me cuz I can't write smut to save my life XD haha it's another disability, but first I need to know if you guys even WANT smut. This will of course turn rated M if majority want smut. So review and vote, do you want this to turn rated M or do you want it to stay T? Everyone's vote counts!!! Don't forget one vote can make a difference lol. Oh and if majority wants this story to be rated M i'm going to replace this chapter with rated M ending lol
-Jess
