By the time September 1st rolled around, Cuddy was ready for Dr. Burns to begin. She was 26 weeks pregnant, almost at the end of the second trimester. Unfortunately, they still did not know the sex of the baby. At every ultrasound, the baby would always be in a position that would not show the sex. She could definitely tell he/she would be stubborn just like mommy and daddy. Otherwise, the baby seemed to be doing well. Cuddy was tired, hated wearing flats, and hated maternity clothes. So frumpy. House loved how the girls and her belly had grown. He would massage her breasts, belly, feet, and back every day, of course, it was purely for medical purposes. Yeah, right. Anything to cop a feel but she loved it. He was even shaving her legs now. She loved how he lavished attention on her body. Without a doubt, their sex life had only improved with the pregnancy. She had thought she was horny early on. Now, she was so horny that all she had to do was wake up from sleep and she was ready to ride him or jump his ass. They were always exploring new positions. Damn, she loved it. It was so good that House was already talking about her next pregnancy. She still wasn't sure; after all, she was in her forties.

At 1:45, House came to her office. She was having another ultrasound to determine the baby's sex. Hopefully, the little munchkin would cooperate this time. After Cuddy got off the phone, they made their way to the doctor's office. The office was fairly empty and they were immediately called back. The tech performed the ultrasound and the baby looked good. This time the evidence was clear. Lisa Cuddy was having a boy. The doctor came in and did a quick exam. Since she was doing well, Cuddy had to come back in two weeks for a gestational diabetes test. They also discussed another pregnancy with the doctor. It was possible but they would need to try again soon once this pregnancy was over. After the appointment, they went back to work. Cuddy sat at her desk daydreaming about the little boy she was having and planning how she wanted the nursery decorated. She thought about what he would be like. Would he have his daddy's eyes? Would he have her hair? Whose smile would he have? She couldn't wait to see him and hold him in her arms. November couldn't get here soon enough.

She decided that she was leaving work on time today. She called House to see if he would be able to meet her after work to pick out the nursery.

"Hey…What time are you leaving today?"

"Around 6:00. Why? Wanna go home and fool around?"

"Well, duh. Don't I always? I thought we could go pick out the decorations for the nursery since your son has finally agreed to reveal himself. He must take after me instead of you since you flash me all the time."

"Me, a flasher? I'm shocked. You are the one who practically rapes me ten times a day."

"In your dreams. I can control my urges."

"Bullshit. If I walked in your office right now, you would be trying to ride me within 10 minutes."

"Wanna bet?"

"Yep. I'll be there in a couple of minutes." They hung up and House went to her office. Once inside, he closed and locked the door. He went over to the blinds and closed them.

"I am not screwing you in my office. Someone will hear us."

"Ok. It's up to you. I just wanted to give you a little massage. I know your back hurts from sitting at your desk all day." He sat down on the couch and placed one leg along the back of the couch to allow space for her to sit between his legs. "Come over here and let me rub your back."

"Ok. No funny business!" She walked over and sat between his legs.

House began massaging her back and shoulders kneading the aching muscles. She moaned her approval. "Feel good?"

"Yes. You need to come visit me more often and do this." She relaxed into his touch. He started kissing her neck while he continued his massage. "What are you doing?"

"Giving you a massage." He continued kissing her neck, slowly moving the kisses up behind her ear. "Unbutton your blouse and take it off. My hands are slipping on the fabric."

"No way. If I do that, you will say that I'm coming on to you."

"You're crazy woman. I am just trying to be a good husband. Now, take off your blouse."

"Ok." She removed her blouse and remained sitting between his legs. He began massaging her back again.

"See, I told you this would be better." He continued massaging her back. She was relaxed again. He unclipped her bra and removed it. "It's getting in my way."

"Hell no. I am not sitting here half-naked. Give me back my bra."

"Just calm down. The door is locked, the blinds are closed, and no one can see you except me. Just relax and enjoy the massage." He continued the massage. He could not believe she was letting him get away with taking her blouse and bra off. Who was he to complain?

"Ok but I am still not giving in to you." She stayed in the same spot and relaxed again as he massaged her back and shoulders. He began kissing her neck and ear again. After a few minutes, he slowly started moving his hands forward toward her breasts. It seemed to be working. No complaint. Cool. He continued forward until he was cupping and massaging her breasts. He started kissing, sucking and licking her neck.

She moaned and arched her back. "You son of a bitch. You know what that does to me." He just smiled. "Damn you. Fuck." She reached back and rubbed his crotch. She unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand in his boxers. She began stroking him. Little Greg came to life.

"Stand up." She stood up and he unzipped her pants. He slid her pants and panties off. He pulled his jeans and boxers down and sat back down on the couch. He pulled her down on him. He leaned back against the cushion and she started riding him on the couch. God, she loved reverse cowgirl. He was massaging her clit.

"Yes. Fuck. Aaaaaah."

"Tell me what you need."

"Rub harder, harder." He continued his massage on her clit. "Just like that. Shit. Mmmmmmmmm. Aaaaaaaaah. Yessssssssssss. Yesssssssssssss." She came and he followed after a few more thrusts. "You son of a bitch. I should have known you would take advantage of me."

"Take advantage…You seemed pretty willing to me. Face it, this pregnancy has made you lose your inhibitions."

"Fine. I admit it. I lost the bet. What do I have to do now?"

"I get to pick out the baby's name."

"What?"

"You heard me. I name the baby."

"No way. It's my son too. I at least get to pick the middle name."

"Fine, I pick the first name and you pick the middle name."

"Deal. I already have the middle name picked out."

"Well, I have the first name picked out." House stared at her. "I think the first name should be Levi. It means 'United-As one' in Hebrew."

"I like it. I picked David. It means 'Beloved' in Hebrew. So Levi David Cuddy-House. I like it."

"Me too. So, you still want to go pick out the nursery decorations?"

"Yeah, be here at 6:00 and we'll go. Blythe will stay with Rachel." They got dressed and they both went back to work. By 9:00, they had finished all of the shopping for the nursery, grabbed something to eat, and went home. Cuddy was relieved to have the nursery décor purchased and it was to be delivered Saturday. She and House would have the day to get everything organized and decorated since she was leaving the walls the same paint color. Blythe had fed Rachel and put her to bed. Cuddy excitedly described the nursery decorations and setup to Blythe.