A/N: This was written for my 31 Days of Shipping prompt, Your hate-sexy ship. I don't think I've every wanted another pair to get it on as badly as I've wanted these two to be together.

Beta work was done by Grammarly. The only thing I own in this little tale is the plot.

Be sure to let me know what you think!

Love always,
~starr

The kiss caught her off guard at first, but after a few moments, Lisa Cuddy found her bliss. If someone had told her back in med school that in a few short years, she would find herself falling madly in love with Gregory House, she would have laughed in their face. He was an arrogant son-of-a-bitch who didn't care about anyone other than himself. But he was a damn good doctor; Lisa couldn't deny that.

She arched her back, offering him more of her neck to trail kisses along as she gently twirled her fingers in the hair at the base of his neck. Soft moans escaped her lips as he nipped his way down to her collarbone, and his calloused fingers toyed with the hem of her shirt. As much as she was enjoying this moment, the intercom's constant interruption reminded Lisa that they were at work and they should be acting much more professional.

"Greg," Lisa whispered, pressing against his shoulder to force him to lean away from her. She offered him a smile as she scooted back on the couch. "We're at work. We shouldn't be doing this here."

Greg let out a sigh and hung his head. "Would you feel better if I locked the door?"

Lisa chuckled softly and shook her head. "I'd feel more comfortable if we weren't doing this," she motioned between the two of them, "at work. What if someone saw us through the window?"

"Then I'd say they owe us a viewing fee," he replied, leaning in to capture her lips with his once again. Lisa resisted for a moment but soon gave in to the kiss as she felt Greg's hand resting against the small of her back.

There was a soft knock at the door, but neither of them acknowledged the sound as they continued, exploring one another's bodies with curious hands.

Wilson waited for a moment for his knock to be acknowledged before deciding to check to see if the door was unlocked. He reached for the doorknob and gave it a quick turn. It moved with ease.

Lisa's assistant glanced up from his desk and opened his mouth to speak. However, before he could get the words out, Wilson had already stepped inside the office. He shrugged his shoulders before returning his attention back to the document he had been working on.

As Wilson stepped inside, he noticed a familiar cane leaning against Lisa's desk. With a furrowed brow, Wilson looked around the room quickly and laughed when his eyes settled on the lovebugs cuddled up on the couch. He took a few steps closer to them and cleared his throat. "Excuse me."

Lisa was the first person to jump, turning away from House to see Wilson standing beside her. She jumped up from the couch and brushed her hands over her skirt, ignoring the groan from House. "Dr. Wilson, what can I help you with?" she asked, flashing a smile at him as she moved past him toward the couch.

Wilson crossed his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face as he looked between the two of them. "Care to tell me what you two were doing?"

House rolled his eyes as he pushed himself up from the couch and hobbled over to Lisa's desk to grab his cane. He leaned up against her desk and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to his side. She elbowed him in the side to push him away but gave up when she realized he wasn't going to let go. "Dr. Cuddy had some crumbs from lunch stuck to her lips. I was helping her get them off."

Wilson snorted, shaking his head as he shoved his hands in his pockets. He raised a brow as he looked the two of them up and down. Lisa was obviously embarrassed to be caught in such a compromising situation, and House was going to milk every second of embarrassment out of her that he could get. Wilson directed his attention to House for a moment. "With yours?" he teased, turning to Lisa and offering her a half-hearted smile. "Napkins do exist."

"Napkins are overrated," House said, leaning over to press a rough kiss to Lisa's cheek. "You're very welcome for my service, Dr. Cuddy. I'll send you my bill."

Lisa rolled her eyes and shoved away from him, making her way around her desk to take a seat. She pretended to busy herself with a folder that needed her undivided attention. "If neither of you needs anything, then I assume you can see yourselves out. I've got work to do."

House nodded his head and started towards the door with a grin on his face. Reaching for the doorknob, he glanced back over his shoulder to Wilson and motioned to him with his head. "You coming, Wilson?"

"I'll catch up in a minute," Wilson said, shooing House out the door. "I need a word with Dr. Cuddy."

Once House was gone, and the door closed behind him, Wilson turned to Lisa and crossed his arms over his chest. "Really, Lisa?"

"I don't know what you think you saw, Dr. Wilson," Lisa replied, refusing to look up from the papers in her hand. She hoped that if she continued to ignore him, he would eventually get the hint and go away.

"Just don't hurt him this time," Wilson replied, hanging his head as he turned on his heel and made his way to the door. "I spent the better part of a year trying to put him back together after Stacey broke his heart and you chose Lucas. I don't have the energy to put him back together again."

Lisa heard the door to her office click shut, and she dropped the papers onto her desk, letting go of the breath she was holding. Wilson was right. She had hurt him the last time they tried being together, and it had taken a lot to get him back together again. But he wasn't the only one in this relationship that was still fragile. All she hoped was that the two of them could hold each other together this time.