CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE

Lucy had brought the paper in earlier, and she fell into her habit of taking sections of it from Greg while they were eating breakfast, and he naturally tried to steal food from her plate. As usual, he was always met with a playful hand slap! He couldn't take anything off her plate this morning to save his life!

Lucy could see the frustrated look on his face out of the corner of her eye, but took no pity on him. It was all she could do not to laugh at his disappointment in not being able to steal her food. At this point of a meal, he usually had half of her food on his plate. Her family invented this game - he was dealing with a pro here, but she was slightly disappointed that he hadn't succeeded in stealing her food yet!

He had some nerve this morning anyway. She had given him twice as much food as she had taken for herself! Oh, well, Greg was always trying to see how much he could get away with, how much it took to light Lucy's fuse. He got away with plenty!

Lucy was thinking about her brother now. It really hurt her that they hadn't made up, and every time he had tried to apologize Saturday, all he managed to do was stick his foot further into his mouth. He hadn't even tried to call or stop over yesterday. If he wasn't able to apologize soon, he might not be able to get his foot out of his mouth.

Deep down, Lucy knew he hadn't meant what he said, but it still hurt like hell. She saw right off that he was visibly upset that morning and she had been extremely blunt to him anyway. Lucy could have chosen her words better, but Julie's behavior was inexcusable in her eyes. Jim shouldn't have been surprised at her reaction and words.

Greg noticed Lucy's expression change. It was rare that you saw anything on her face or in her body language that betrayed any emotion, but he could read her nearly as well as her father could now. He knew she was worried about her brother and trying not to be upset because they hadn't made up yet. Not wanting to see her make herself sick again, he decided to be annoying. He was very good at that! He carefully timed his next attempt to snatch her food so he could grab her hand instead of her smacking him and making him drop the food back on her plate.

As he went for a slice of bacon, Lucy's hand came down to slap him away, and instead, Greg grabbed her by the wrist. Lucy stared at him in amazement. "What the hell?" she said to herself. "He has to know I'm only playing with him! I don't care if he steals my food" Greg laughed at the look on her face and used the leverage he had on her wrist to pull her on his lap.

Lucy was still staring. "Greg, now what?" she asked. "Are you mad because I won't let you steal food off my plate?" Before she started to go nuts on him, Greg let her wrist go and wrapped his arms around her as he settled her on his lap.

"Well, yes, I am a little annoyed that you won't let me have some of your food. I really worked up an appetite diagnosing my patient." he replied like the smart ass he was, which of course lit Lucy's short fuse, which is what he was aiming for.

"YOU diagnosed the patient?" Lucy said in a voice tinged with anger while she struggled to get off Greg's lap. "You're the one who's out $500 bucks because I got the answer before you and The Three Stooges did! If it wasn't for me, you'd still all be there picking your noses trying to find out what's wrong with the patient! You have a brass set, you know that?" Lucy was all fired up now and Greg was sitting there smirking at her. If looks could kill, Greg would be dead right about now! Oh, she wanted to scratch his eyes out!

Greg stood up, pulling the still struggling Lucy up with him. She really wanted to hurt him! He wrapped his arms around her as tight as he could, almost lifting her off the floor and said, "Shut up, Lucy." before he quickly lowered his lips to hers, silencing any protests.

Lucy's mouth didn't open immediately like it usually did because she was still trying to get away, but that didn't last long. One of Greg's hands was rubbing her back, and against her will, she relaxed and let him slip his tongue in her mouth. He loosened his grip enough so she could put her arms around him. She pressed herself against him, causing his cock to twitch a little in anticipation. A smile played across his lips as she pushed him back into his chair and sat on his lap. He wasn't sure about Round Three, but this could get interesting!

Greg pulled her tank top up and massaged her breasts through her bra, nuzzling her cleavage. Lucy sighed softly held his head there, running her fingers through his hair as her eyes started to close. Before they had a chance to close completely, she finally saw where Greg had dropped his wet towels when he came down for breakfast.

"Good grief, he's such a horn dog he dropped his dirty towels to play grab ass with me!" Lucy laughed to herself. Greg was so involved with Lucy's breasts, it was easy for Lucy to slip off his lap. He wasn't trying to hold her there because he never thought she would get up! You could have knocked him off the chair with a feather!

"Lucy!" Greg said in frustration as she went over to pick the towels up and take them to the laundry room. She had thrown the sheets in the washer before she started breakfast, knowing Greg would bring his towels down himself. The sheets were done and ready to be thrown in the dryer. Lucy did that and started throwing the towels in the washer. As she was putting the soap in the washer, she called out to Greg, "Thanks for reminding me to finish the wash, Stretch!" "How the hell did I do that?" he grumbled loudly.

Lucy's lips twitched with suppressed laughter. She knew Greg was after a third try before Maria came and he had to leave for the hospital, and she wasn't quite sure how he would manage it! Actually, when they went more than two rounds, she was amazed. He really was a horny old goat! Their love life amazed her any way. She never thought she could have the mind-blowing orgasms Greg gave her! Now she was hearing quite a bit of grumbling and groaning coming from Greg's direction. Pretending to be concerned, she hurried over to him.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Lucy said in as serious a tone as she could manage. She pulled her chair next to his and gently stroked the side of his face. "You're not getting sick, are you?" Now it was Greg's turn to give her a dirty look, and it was all Lucy could do to stay serious. "Lucy, why did you just jump off my lap?" Greg complained. That did it for Lucy.

"Greg, you dropped your towels on the floor when you came in here. I just noticed them and remembered I wanted to get the towels & sheets finished before Maria gets here. Don't you dare sit there and look at me like I just took your favorite toy away from you! If you weren't such a horny old goat, you would have taken those towels into the laundry room yourself instead of playing grab ass with me! Not that I mind being grabbed, but don't play the deprived innocent with me, Greg House!" There was a pained expression on Greg's face. Lucy couldn't go on. She just started laughing. She couldn't help it.

Greg just looked at her in frustration and stood up. Lucy had him dead to rights. He really did want to try for Round Three and she knew it. He also realized Lucy was still in a good mood, which was what he was trying for, and he should probably quit while he was ahead. He'd already had two orgasms this morning. If Lucy managed to raise the dead, he literally might not go back to work today! Lucy was still giggling and laughing as he pulled her out of her chair and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned against him while he kissed the top of her head.

"You're such a mean little girl." Greg whispered as he kissed Lucy, his tongue pushing its way into her mouth. When they finally came up for air, Lucy said, "I'm not a mean little girl." "Yes, you are, Lucy Mazzelli." came the half-whispered reply before Greg pulled her back into his arms and kissed her again. Lucy wrapped both of her arms around Greg as she started giving in to him.

"How can I be mean if I let you have fun pretty much any time you want? How many times have I said no to you?" Lucy said in a ragged whisper as Greg began to try and slowly push her on the table. Surprisingly, Lucy resisted. Although Lucy was all soft, voluptuous curves on the outside, underneath she was solid muscle because of playing baseball, swimming, and everything else she did. Her appearance was deceptive. She was quite strong.

Greg looked at her when he felt her resistance. Even if he couldn't get it up again, he had no doubt he could get easily her off. He realized that she didn't want to be caught in a compromising position with Maria on the way, and that could conceivably happen if she gave in to him. Her eyes were open wide, and her face was beginning to flush with desire, but she was also silently pleading with him to stop because it was so hard for her to say "No" to him.

In spite of the fact that he wanted one more try before he went back to the hospital, Greg didn't force the issue. He knew for sure he would be ready by then, but couldn't sneak back for a nooner either because he didn't know how long Maria would be there today. Lucy gave him a small smile and wrapped her arms around him tightly.

She still hadn't said any more to him about telling her family about their relationship, although she knew they had to. He couldn't even begin to imagine how pissed she was going to be when he was the one who told her parents about them, not realizing that she had plans to do that, but in a more tactful, private way than Greg had planned.

His plan was simple. Greg was going to blind side her at the dinner table the day her parents came home. Risky on his part because there would be sharp objects for her to throw at him. Greg could be as single-minded as Lucy was, and he didn't see any other way since he thought she had been stubborn and unreasonable about this more than long enough.

Greg knew he should have never let Lucy have her way this long. He understood why she didn't want anyone interfering with her plans for her career, but he still couldn't understand why she felt actual fear when she thought about telling her family. Frank, Lina and the rest of them had accepted him as part of the family now. Okay, Loretta could be a real piece of work, but Lucy's father and uncle backed her up unconditionally.

Frank would never allow his daughter to be pressured into marriage now or ever, for that matter. It was Lucy's call all the way. Greg regretted not having been more insistent about telling her parents from the beginning, but he loved her so much, he didn't want to upset her any more than she already was about her family knowing about them.

If Lucy had the slightest notion at all that her cousin Tony and Liza knew about them and he was the one who told Tony, he'd have to leave town! He also knew better than to make book on the fact that Lucy wouldn't have a fit because they were at the dinner table. She was ready to kill Julie at Easter because Julie implied she wasn't safe alone with Greg!

Lucy had already made up her mind to tell her parents the day after they came home from their trip, after they had gotten a little rest and it would be just the four of them. She would convince them to sleep in and make brunch for everyone. Jim didn't need to know until later. Lucy just hadn't bothered telling Greg her plan yet. He hadn't brought the subject up since they discussed it last week. Lucy was operating on the assumption that even though Greg knew her fears about telling her family, she knew he was right, that they had to tell her parents. She had said as much last week.

As perfectly in tune with each other as Greg and Lucy were, for some reason, it never dawned on her that he was planning on blind siding her, and Greg didn't realize how seriously she had taken their discussion and finally decided to come clean to her parents and stop sneaking around. He was just so used to her being stubborn, he had forgotten to stay focused on the fact that she did agree with him that night. She had started to get so upset again, he didn't force the issue with her.

"Is it okay if I just hold you, baby?" Greg asked, trying to be as serious as possible. Lucy smiled. "As long as that's all you do, Stretch!" she replied. Greg sat down and pulled her on his lap and she snuggled closer to him, head on his shoulder. Greg put his finger under her chin and tilted her head so he could kiss her. Lucy's lips parted and a soft sigh escaped her throat. As they continued to kiss, Greg's hands started roaming of their own accord and ended up on Lucy's ass.

Lucy giggled softly. "Greg, I said no grab ass!" she said as she tried to move his hands. She wasn't having any luck, and her face was starting to get flushed again. "Baby, I keep telling you I can't help myself! You have an ass that demands to be held!" Lucy just looked at him, lips twitching with suppressed laughter. "Oh, I see. It has nothing to do at all with you being a horny old goat." she said to him. "Well, what do you say about me doing this then?" Lucy's hand had dropped to Greg's crotch and she started rubbing him through his jeans. Greg's grip on her ass tightened. To his surprise, Junior was starting to respond quicker than he thought he would.

"Be careful, baby. Don't wake Junior completely up and neglect him. He might not like it." Greg said with a smirk, knowing that if Lucy managed to get him all the way up, she would give him a very quick and enjoyable blow job. After the two orgasms he just had, he doubted he would last long, but it would be good!

"Well, it only seems fair since my ass seems to be "demanding" to be grabbed!" Lucy said with a little laugh, but she never moved her hand from Greg's crotch. Her eyes never left his. Greg reluctantly moved her hand from him and held her close. "We'd better behave this time, baby."

Lucy looked at him with a smile. "I don't believe it. Greg House saying "no" to sex with me again. Should I take this personally or are you getting sick?"

"Baby, you know I want nothing more than to stay with you all day, especially if I can keep you naked!" Greg said with that half smile of his that made Lucy melt. He kissed her nose. "Unfortunately, Maria will be dropping in shortly for the day, I have to go back to work, and you have a big game this afternoon." "Holy shit, Greg! You made me forget all about that game!" Lucy exclaimed.

Greg threw his head back and laughed. "I don't believe it, Lucy! I made you forget about baseball? Damn, I'm pretty good for a horny old goat!" Lucy joined in with his laughter. "I must be getting sick too! We'll have to take care of each other!" she said through her giggles. Greg looked at her with a smile.

"Greg, you know I want to spend the day alone with you like yesterday, don't you?" Lucy managed to say in a serious tone. "I don't know, baby. How am I supposed to believe you want to be alone with me when every time I grab your ass, you make me stop?" Greg said in a wicked voice. He was lighting her fuse and he knew it. She punched his arm, got off his lap and went to stand in front of the stove. Greg thought he could see steam coming out of her ears.

"Greg, how can you say that? With a few exceptions, we've been alone in this house all summer. I'm happy. Are you trying to tell me you aren't happy with me?" Now Greg knew he went a little too far and had to calm her down. In spite of how she toyed with MacGregor on Friday like a cat would with a mouse, right this minute, he accidentally set off her insecurities about him again. He didn't think she would, but Lucy looked like she wanted to cry. At least he hoped to God she wouldn't cry. After last week, he didn't think he could handle her tears if he was the cause. It had been rough enough for him to try to calm her down when he wasn't at fault!

He walked over to her and he could see her visibly tense up. He put his arms around her tightly. She was stiff as a board. "Lucy, baby, I want to be with you all the time. Don't you know that by now?" he whispered in her ear as he gently nibbled it. She started to relax against Greg's chest. "I'm sorry, Greg." Lucy whispered back. I'm getting wound up for this game this afternoon." She put her head against Greg's chest as he rubbed her back, relaxing her even more.

"Baby, I can read you like a book. I know how that mind of yours works. All I'm trying to do is distract you a little bit. You know I try to see how much I can get away with, don't you?" "Yeah, I know what you're trying to do!" Lucy said as she tilted her head to look up at Greg. "You're trying to get me to hurt you!" She finally smiled.

"You wouldn't physically hurt me would you?" Greg said in pretended astonishment. Lucy's lips started twitching. "Stretch, I already throw things at you and I just punched you! What do you think?" A thoughtful look crossed Greg's face. "Hmm. Guess I'd better start wearing that cup after all!" Lucy started giggling. "Better not wear it to bed!" she said between giggles. "I'll lock you out of our room!" "What kind of wife would lock her husband out of their bedroom?" Greg wondered. "One that would feel deprived if her husband wussed out and came to bed with a cup on!" Lucy said as she finally stopped laughing.

"Oh, now you finally decide we're married?" Greg went on. Lucy was laughing again. That was another good sign. "Well." Lucy replied. "I'm still not really sure about the married part because I don't remember any sort of ceremony, but you've almost convinced me we are. I figure I might as well roll with it for now!"

"Lucy, let's get married now." Greg said impulsively. Lucy stared at him in astonishment. "Lucy, I'm serious. Let's get married now!" Greg repeated. Lucy blinked and shook her head. "Greg, you mean right now? Today?" Greg said "Yes!" "Greg, we can't. Isn't there some sort of a waiting period in New Jersey?" Lucy questioned. Today? He couldn't be serious. He was just trying to distract her from her game this afternoon.

Greg was stone serious about this. He had already looked into hotels and such in Virginia, just for shits and giggles as Lucy always said, and had found a few that catered exclusively to the wedding crowd, complete with nondenominational chapels in them. While she wouldn't be on her father's arm, Lucy could walk down the aisle to him and the minister. He was willing to go though all the hoopla and reception her family would have later, but he wanted Lucy to be his wife now. He didn't to wait for wedding plans to be made.

"Baby, we can pack some clothes and drive down to Virginia. They don't have a waiting period. We can get married the same day!"

"Greg, wait a minute!" Lucy exclaimed. Last week, you convinced me we have to tell my parents we have a relationship and we're planning on being married when I'm finished with my residency, now you jump to us actually being married when they come back from Italy!"

A look of disappointment crossed Greg's face. "Lucy, I already consider us married. You're already calling your bedroom our room. I don't want to wait any more to make it official." Before Lucy could protest about anything, Greg said, "Your parents will be happy for us, Lucy. They'll still give you the wedding reception you want."

"What if I manage to have a baby in the mean time?" Lucy was grasping at straws right now. Greg came right out of leftfield with this one. She knew he was serious about marrying her, but not how serious. He was really moving up their timetable!

"Lucy, I'm not going to take a chance, regardless of how small it is on you getting pregnant until you're at least half way through your residency. I know how much it means to you to be a doctor. I'm a selfish bastard, but not with this, not with you. It's too important." Greg said solemnly. "Greg, we both hate condoms. I presumed that once we got married, we wouldn't bother with them anymore. Everyone will think I'm pregnant anyway if we elope, so what's the point?" Lucy said.

Lucy was trying to stop a runaway train. She needed some time to think this through thoroughly like she did everything else. She wasn't as impulsive as Greg, but oddly enough, the idea of eloping actually held some appeal for her!

"Greg, we can't do this today! I need time to find a dress, and you have to have your suit cleaned, and how are we going to disappear for a few days without my brother calling out the National Guard to find us?" Lucy got out without taking a breath. Greg's face fell when she mentioned slipping away unnoticed by her brother. He had momentarily forgotten about Jim because Lucy seemed receptive to the idea of eloping. Oh, hell, she was going to make him wear his suit!

"Aww, Mooooom!" Greg whined. "Do I have to wear a suit? It's itchy!" "Greg, just what did you have in mind for us to wear? Jeans? Bathing suits?" Lucy said calmly as she could, but she was about to lose it big time. The runaway train was picking up speed. How could she slow it down? Her mind was in over drive now.

If they were going to elope, they were still going to be dressed properly for the occasion! It wouldn't take her long to find a suitable cocktail dress. She knew just the shop in Philly, and she could get everything she needed in less than a day. Greg had to wear his suit! There was no question about it. If a photographer were available, there would be pictures too, whether he liked it or not!

"Greg, honey, please give me time to catch my breath and think this through, work out the details. I like the idea of getting married now." Lucy said in as calm a voice as she could, trying not to lose her grip on her sanity. Greg took her chin in his hands and tilted her head up so he could look right in her eyes.

"Lucy, do you really mean that? You're not just saying you'll think about it so I'll drop the subject for now?" Now Greg's eyes were pleading with her, only his were saying, "Please don't shoot me down, baby. Don't hurt me."

"Stretch, I promise you. Let me get through this game this afternoon and I'll try and figure out how to get away from my brother." Lucy went up on her toes for a kiss. Greg buried his face in her neck, whispering, "Thank you, baby. I love you." over and over. They stood like that in the kitchen for what seemed like hours until they heard Maria ring the door bell. "Answer that, please Greg?" Lucy asked. The towels are ready to go in the dryer now."

"Anything for my beautiful wife. Anything at all." Greg said with a silly grin on his face. As he went to answer the door, he started whistling "Chapel of Love".

A/N:

Again, thanks to all who are still following Greg and Lucy. I appreciate all the reviews and being added to your favorite story list and alerts list. Again, House & company are not mine. I'm just playing with them, okay? The only thing that is mine is this story and the OC's. I know I promised some hot monkey sex in this chapter, but I changed direction and time line, and my sucky life keeps interfering! There will be hot monkey sex BEFORE the wedding! Now I'm off to find suitable wedding clothes, vows and a proper wedding venue for Lucy and Greg! You're all invited!