After watching House limp down the hall, Cuddy had rushed to her office. She wasn't exactly sure why she had rushed, but nonetheless she had and now she sat at her desk, paperwork pilled in front of her.
It was a complete façade, just in case someone walked in. She was sitting at her desk with images of Gregory House running through her head. Some of them where completely innocent, that included things like sitting on her couch watching TV with him or just eating a meal with him. She tried not to let her mind wander to the better fantasies where he pushed her over the arm of said couch and fucked her from behind or fucked her in her shower, or just fucked her in her bed, but of course her mind wondered there and she leaned back in her chair with a large sigh.
She was ready to start something with House, anything that involved being close to him in a more than 'at work' way. Ok what she really wanted was to be madly in love with him, marry him, have his children and grow old with him. Something told her, however, that these life plans seemed a little to domestic for House, so she knew a compromise needed to be made. With that realization she wanted to go home. She wanted to go home to see if House had really exited his office and went to her house, so she could talk to him Also she needed to change her underwear.
"Fuck" She said a loud glancing at her computer screen to check the time. It was 5:45pm. Great she still had an hour and 15 minutes before it was time for dinner with Andrew.
She stood up, knowing she kept an extra outfit in her office, somewhere. Where had she put that suitcase? She didn't think she had brought underwear but maybe some pants where going without the undergarment would be ok. She sighed again checking her office once more before finally remembering the case was stored in the trunk of her car. She left her office, retrieved the suitcase, and made it back to her office with out any interruption.
She ducked into her bathroom and successfully pulled on the jeans she had brought with her as back up. She looked in to her mirror. She was not going to primp or anything but she is a woman, she told herself, she had to make sure she looked good. When she looked in to the mirror, she saw it. The discoloration on her neck, completely visible with the top she was wearing.
She bit her lip before almost shouting, "That fucking asshole gave me a hickey!"
She shook her head, nothing she could do about it. She checked the back up top, but it was just as low cut. Maybe she could say it was a bruise, she shook her head again, even she wasn't that naïve.
"Fuck" She again said aloud.
This settled it she had to go home, she needed something to cover her neck. She walked back in to her office gathering her things, glancing at the clock, 6:18pm. Ok she had enough to time to drive home, find a scarf, or turtleneck, or even the collard shirt House had on today. She shuddered; this was not the time to fantasize. Oh shit, she couldn't go home if he really was there, she'd never make it for the dinner.
She pulled her phone out of her purse as she made it into the elevator and down to the parking lot for the second time in the last half hour. She quickly dialed House's cell and was surprised he answered
"Dr. Gregory House, naked and on you bed." House said playfully in to the speaker.
"You asshole, I have a hickey." Cuddy yelled back in response "Are you really on my bed?" She asked after registering what he said.
House who was currently sitting on Wilson's office couch smiled remembering the hickey he did in fact give her.
"You have a hickey?" House asked, "How strange, someone must have been caught in the throws of passion and accidentally sucked to hard on your neck." He told her slyly.
Cuddy let out a chuckle "Actually a possessive jerk decided he needed to mark his territory." She told him.
"Oh so we are in agreement?" He asked, "It is my territory?"
Cuddy again chuckled. "House you're an ass."
"I know, now meet me in Wilson's office so I can touch your ass." He told her.
"Oh so you're in the hospital?" She asked a little disappointed he wasn't waiting for her.
"Dr. Cuddy, I have a patient. It would be inhumane for me to leave said patient," He told her trying to sound sincere.
"Oh shut up" She responded back, now leaving the perch she had taken next to the door of the hospital facing the parking lot when House had mentioned being naked.
She started walking to her car.
"Look House I've got to go change" She told him. "I'm almost at my car" She finished.
"Ok, but your not leaving for the date until seven right? He asked.
"Yeah, something like that." She told him "Wait.. Why?" She asked,
"Dr. Cuddy I have a patient I have to go." He responded swiftly hanging up.
Cuddy closed her phone and looked at it "What an ass!" She muttered to it.
"Who's an ass?" Andrew Smith asked as he saw Cuddy approach. He was leaning against his car, which was right beside Cuddy's.
Cuddy was quite positive that car had not been there when she had retrieved her suitcase. Cuddy's left hand immediately came up to her neck to cover the hickey.
"Um no one." She told him, finally responding to Andrew's question.
The man just nodded. "Well" Andrew stated stepping closer to Cuddy who had frozen upon seeing him. "I think you and I are alone in this parking garage." He continued.
Cuddy just nodded, where the hell was he going with this comment? Andrew stopped directly in front of Cuddy, looking down at her. She could feel his breath on the arm across her chest.
Andrew raised his arms and placed them on Cuddy's shoulders.
"This reminds me of dancing with you" Andrew whispered, "I felt like we were the only people on the dance floor."
Cuddy just nodded; in shock this man was touching her. "Listen Andrew" She basically shouted. "I've got to go…" She paused her plan had been to go home, now…well now she really was wearing House's shirt " check the clinic, then we can go."
She backed away from him letting his arms fall back to his sides, then she whirled around heading back to the elevator not letting the confused donor respond. He did however attempt to follow her.
When they both got in the elevator she looked at him, her left hand still firmly on her neck.
"You don't need to come with me." She told him.
"I want to" He said smiling over at her "I want to spend every minute I can with you, this might be my only chance." He finished.
She smiled at him as the elevator doors opened. She didn't know how to get rid of this man. "Can you do me a favor, it'll get us out of here faster." Andrew nodded. "Ok" Cuddy continued, "Go to the nurses station and ask them to help you find Dr. Wilson. When he comes to the nurses station tell him I'll meet him there."
"I can do that," Andrew told her, walking a little faster.
Cuddy stopped in front of Wilson's office, she glanced through the window and saw House was the only person in the office. She pushed open the door causing House to jump up. He hadn't actually expected her in Wilson's office. Before House could say anything Cuddy grabbed his shirt
"Take this off" She told him.
House started to laugh, "Cant wait till you get home?" He asked her
"No you ass, Andrew was in the parking lot and I didn't know how to say 'I have to change shirts before dinner because House gave me a hickey'. So now I need this shirt, with its collar."
House nodded, starting to remove the garment she apparently needed. Cuddy actually expected more of a fight, House loved his clothes.
"Why are you giving in so easily?" She asked him taking the shirt he was now offering her.
House grinned "Not only did I give you a hickey" He told her limping closer to her "But now you are wearing my clothes."
Cuddy rolled her eyes, trying to decide is she should button the shirt or leave it open. "House, can you see it?" She asked.
House stretched his hands to his shirt and pulled Cuddy to him. He leaned down to her neck, using his nose to push back his collar. He pressed his lips to her neck, kissing the hickey. Cuddy shivered grabbing House's waist to hold herself upright. House smiled against Cuddy's skin continuing to softly kiss her neck. Cuddy released a small moan, and House slid his tongue over her neck, licking the hickey. Then he stood back up and looked down at her. Her breathing was heavy, her pupils dilated, and she looked beautiful, he decided, in his shirt.
"No I can't see it." He told her smoothly.
"Great" She whispered catching her breath.
"Where is the douche bag now if you met him in the parking lot?" House asked.
"Oh shit," Cuddy responded "Nurse's station" She finished and she turned to leave.
Knowing he would, House followed her. He wanted to see the expression on Andrew's face, seeing Cuddy in his clothes.
Wilson was standing with Andrew at the nurse's station. Both men caught sight of Cuddy quickly; well House helped the situation my shouting "Wide load coming through".
Andrew's jaw dropped. House had the biggest grin on his face and Cuddy now had on more clothes than he had seen her in.
Wilson was unfazed, assuming this had to do with some bet or maybe some agreement involving clinic duty.
"You ready?" Cuddy asked Andrew. He nodded and the two of them started to walk back down the hall. Andrew didn't say anything about Cuddy's new appearance, just walked quietly with her.
House quickly grabbed Wilson pulling him away from the nurse Wilson was trying to woe.
"Ok honey, you are taking me to dinner" House paused giving Wilson a chance to say bye to the nurse.
"Now?" Wilson asked. House nodded limping to the elevator, pulling Wilson by the arm.
"Where are we going?" Wilson asked House when they got in to the parking lot.
House shrugged. "Andrew Smith is picking the restaurant tonight" House informed his friend.
"That explains the rush." Wilson responded unlocking his car, climbing in. House followed suit and climbed in the passenger seat.
A few rows over, House could see Cuddy and Andrew talking in between their cars. House could only assume Andrew wanted Cuddy to ride with him, and Cuddy was insisting she take her own car. Obviously Cuddy won the debate climbing in her car as Andrew climbed in his. Andrew pulled out of his space and Cuddy followed.
"Follow that car" House told Wilson laughing.
"Why are we following them?" Wilson asked pulling out of his parking space to follow his boss to her date.
House looked over at his friend "I don't like that asshole." House answered firmly.