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ANOTHER SHOT AT HAPPINESS

CHAPTER 13: POSSESSIVE

The Hilton Business Centre

After the opening of the seminar, the trio headed to their own suites to prepare for the after party at 10 pm that the hosts set up for the doctors to have time to be acquainted since they'll be spending a week and three days with each other. The host instructed them to change to formal evening dresses and tuxes. He also announced that there will be two parties, one was what they'll attend for that night and the last one will be after the last day of the seminar.

House was pissed. He never liked wearing ties.

"Please? At least for me," Cuddy pleaded when they reached her room.

"As-if I have a choice? I won't be socializing, though. I'll stay at the bar." He told her sternly.

Cuddy smiled, she knew House was never one for socializing. He was always distant. She never understood why. Maybe something to do with his upbringing. But at least he mellowed down a bit on the self-destructiveness and became just a pinch more social than he was before after the successful Ketamine treatment they tried a month ago. The physio helped him a lot. The obvious limp he had before was now barely noticed unless focused on. Wilson will be helping him in the fitness center with his physio during the seminar.

"Thank you," she said and walked off to her bathroom and took a shower. She had two hours to prepare for the after party.

"Cuddy, I'll just go to the suite and suit up," House called out to her, "I'll pick you up at 9:30."

"Sure!" Cuddy shouted back.

House went back to the suite he shared with Wilson and found the oncologist fastening his belt.

"So, found a date, wonder boy?" He asked.

"Yup," Wilson replied.

"Anyone I've met, well, seen or noticed, rather?" He asked curiously.

"Nope," Wilson answered. He knew better than spill the beans. This was House after all. The man would just embarrass him, again.

House just shrugged and walked into the bathroom and got ready.

After 30 minutes, House came out of the bathroom and told Wilson he'll be going to Cuddy's suite earlier than what he told her.

House rang the doorbell to Cuddy's suite and about a minute she opened it for him.

"You're dressed, and you're early! What did you do?" She asked curiously.

House just ignored her statement.

"Why does that dress look familiar?" He asked her all too knowingly.

Cuddy blushed a bit, "You picked it out for me."

"Now I remember!" He said slyly.

Cuddy fake pouted, "Fine. I'll change."

He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, "No you won't. You look good."

"Good?" Cuddy feigned hurt.

"You look fine."

"Just fine?" She said with those puppy dog eyes.

House sighed, he hated mushy stuff, "You look gorgeous." He said with a smirk.

"Thank you," she kissed him lightly.

"Why are you early?" she asked.

"Bored at the suite and I need help," he said, showing her the tie he can't manage to put on himself.

"Why? Wilson stood you up?" She asked teasingly.

"No. He told me that it's your job since I chose you over him," he answered playfully.

She put the tie around his neck and pulled him closer, "Good choice," she whispered and kissed him deeply this time.

They broke apart when the need for air became more necessary.

"He's still a good kisser than you though," he joked.

"Well I guess I should test it myself then," she informed him with a satirical grin.

House's face fell, he pouted and crossed his arms in front of his chest like a kid and said, "No. You're mine."

Cuddy laughed at his face, "I'm yours? Who told you so?"

"Me."

"And you are?" She asked impishly.

"Your boyfriend?" he suggested.

"I thought that "boyfriend" was out of the question if I recall your statement earlier today."

House sighed, "I'm yours, then."

Cuddy blushed furiously at his romantic words, but managed to keep herself a bit composed, she closed the distance between them and kissed him passionately. Her tongue begged for access and he obliged. Their tongues battled against each other sensually. He then pulled away and kissed her along her jawline then to her neck.

"House," she gasped. She wanted his lips on hers again.

He captured her lips again and kissed her more hungrily this time. After making out for a few minutes he pulled back.

Cuddy looked up at him questioningly, "Why'd you stop?" She said in a breathless whisper.

"Wouldn't want to give you a hickey," he countered.

"We haven't had sex yet," she answered a bit brusquely.

"Dr. Cuddy! I'm just disappointed in you! I'm your employee!" House said in mock shock, trying to deflect.

"House, seriously, what's wrong?" She pleaded. She had the slightest idea to why he was taking things slow between them.

He just nodded taking notice of the urgency in her voice and said, "I wanted to take things seriously."

"You think that if you jumped me too early I'd think you were just trying to get into my pants and then leave me?" She asked knowing that that was one of his many rational reasons.

He nodded. "I don't want to hurt you." He whispered. "I don't want to get hurt."

She new that his fear of rejection was very large. She stroked his cheek and said, "You won't. You'll only hurt me if you kept things from me. And you won't get hurt."

"I'm not good at opening up. I'm sure you know that," he said with a smirk.

She just chuckled, "I know. I just want you to know that you can talk to me or Wilson anytime."

He nodded.

"So, that's the real reason you won't sleep with me?" she asked curiously.

"No."

"Then what?"

"I wanted it to be just right. And not all about the sex," he answered honestly.

"You do know that sounds cliché right?"

"I know. But ever since Stacy, you're the only one I went out with formally. And now that we're starting this thing, I don't know, it's complicated." He finished.

He was opening up to her right now. She knew that this was really hard for him. She understood what he meant so she nodded in understanding.

"So, those orchestras were just you feeding your ego?" She tried to lighten the mood.

He knew she was cheering her up, "Yup," he replied with a shy grin. "A growing boy needs lots of exercise, Mommy," he replied playfully.

"Were you safe?" She wanted to at least know he practiced safe sex what with all the STDs running rampant.

"Of course! I went to med school too you know," he said in a 'duh' tone.

"Good to know."

"What time is it?" He asked her.

"You have a watch," she told him.

"I can't tell time," he said dumbly.

"Oh poor baby let mommy help," she started with a chuckle and took his wrist with the watch facing both of them, "the long pointer there is for---"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah… Jeesh… It's 9:45." He told her in an annoyed tone. Cuddy laughed.

"Let's go. Got everything you need?" He asked her.

"Yup."

"Cuddy, promise me something?" House started.

"Yeah?"

"Just don't let any man touch you or I swear to Ra, I won't hesitate to kill," he told her menacingly.

"Is Dr. Gregory House jealous?" she asked him teasingly.

"I AM NOT JEALOUS!" he told her while gritting his teeth.

"You are so jealous," she told him in a sweet tone.

"And so?" He snapped at her. "You're mine, I have every right to be," he told her like a possessive kid.

Cuddy just laughed and held onto his forearm.

"Yes, I am," she told him with a smile and a quick kiss to the cheek. House was so cute when he's jealous, she thought.

House smiled at the confirmation.

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