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This drabble is set in early season 7. I hope you'll enjoy it. Definitely had fun writing this one!
13. Take my jacket, it's cold outside.
These days, they mainly had sex at her place. It had taken House some effort to convince her and cajole her into accepting, but, finally, he felt like she was letting him into her life. There were conditions, of course – she assured him they were only temporary. He couldn't show up before Rachel was in bed, and he had to leave before she woke up.
"Trust me, you don't wanna meet overexcited nine p.m. Rachel," she'd said, which he didn't entirely buy. "Or sleepy-slash-grumpy seven a.m. Rachel, for that matter."
Their arrangement sufficed, for now. He understood that he couldn't stand in the way of the little time she spent with her daughter. Besides, letting him into her home night after night was a big step for her; it meant that they were a couple, they were not simply hooking up at his place, no strings attached.
He usually didn't bring dinner, since Cuddy ate with Rachel. They'd have sex, then take a quick nap or talk in hushed voices – it felt intimate, like they were telling each other secrets – then have sex again.
"You should probably go," she whispered, glancing at the clock. "It's one in the morning."
"I guess I should," he said, kissing her neck.
"House, come on, I'm gonna be exhausted at work tomorrow," she protested, gently pushing him away.
"Alright, boss lady." He kissed her on the mouth again, and again, and again. Cuddy watched him put his clothes back on, slipped her robe on and showed him to the front door, wrapping her arms around herself when the crisp wind hit her.
"Take my jacket, it's cold outside," she teased him.
He chuckled. "Thanks, at least I can be sure I'm not gonna lose an arm from frostbite."
He crossed the threshold and they looked at each other. "Will you call me again?" she asked, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger.
He played along. "Depends. But I think I like you."
"I like you, too."
They hugged, kissed again.
"Go home. Don't catch cold," he said as he vigorously rubbed her back. They kissed goodnight one last time. Cuddy watched him get into his car and drive away.