50. I do.
''I would've never thought I'd attend my marriage in a summer dress. And heavily pregnant,'' she snorted, looking nervously around her. The garden was small and poorly decorated, yet she couldn't be happier.
She met his eyes when she heard his voice, and nothing existed anymore.
''A white summer dress,'' he precised. He looked at her, in her little dress and with her curls circling her lightly makeuped face and he couldn't believe she was about to be his wife. ''You look amazing.''
''You look hot,'' she said with a smile.
They looked down, chuckling. They felt ridiculous.
They didn't have to wait long before everything was arranged for the casual, little civil marriage. Only a dozen of people were present at the ceremony: his team, Wilson and Sam, and Cuddy's family - she's had a hard time convincing her mother and sister that they didn't want a huge, fancy party. They could 'celebrate' later, House has told them, quickly exasperated by their insistance.
''You made me break all my rules, I hope you're satisfied,'' he mumbled under his breath, as he made sure she was comfortably installed on her chair.
''I'm happy,'' she murmured in his ear before he sat beside her.
Momentslater, she was officially Mrs House.
