-6-

"It was surprising to see Wilson there." Christine said, breaking the silence in the car as they drove back to the apartment.

"It's surprising to see his existense." House responded.

"Hey, he's your friend."

"So? I say crap like that about everybody."

"Uh huh, so why haven't you said anything negative about me?" Christine raised an eyebrow, keeping her eyes on the road, though she wanted to face House.

"Cause you don't know if I do or not?" House replied blankly.

"Have you?"

"Maybe."

"Oh, don't play that game with me." Christine rolled her eyes.

"But it's fun!" House whined like a little child.

Christine chuckled and said, "You can be a pest, you know that?"

"Of course I do that." He smirked.

The two soon got back to the apartment and left Christine's car. They got to their floor and just stood in the hall, not knowing what to do next. Christine hadn't been on a date before, and House... well, you can't really tell. The two faced each other, giving each other the same expression; what now? They obviously didn't want to end the date right away. They were both hoping for the other person to suggest something, but there was only silence.

There came a sudden sigh from House and Christine looked up at him. House looked down, opening his apartment door without looking behind him. "Come in?" He said blankly.

Christine nodded, biting her lip slightly (for some unknown reason) as she walked through the door, still looking up at House. 'I wonder how this will turn out...' She thought.

As she entered the room, she turned and saw House closing the door and turning to see her. It was strange for Christine to realize that House hadn't said anything sarcastic since they left the restaurant. She gulped lightly and sttempted to smile at him. "Thanks for taking me out. I... I had a great time."

House nodded, limping closer to her, their bodies soon inches away from each other. House slowly placed a hand on her face, his thumb gently on her cheek as the rest of the hand was on her neck. He gazed into her eyes, as many times before.

Christine felt her chest harden, feeling her heart race. She gazed back into his shimmering, blue eyes; it looked as if she saw a calm ocean as she was mezmorized by his beautiful eyes. She wanted to say something to him, but was too much into the moment that she didn't want to say anything to ruin it.

"You need to say something?" House asked, not letting his touch leave her face. He noticed Christine's expression, so that's why he had asked that. Though as he asked that, he smirked, knowing that she was completely speechless.

Christine laughed nervously, her cheeks turning pink. "I... I haven't heard you say anything, anything sarcastic at least, since we left the restaurant."

"You like that, don't you?" He smirked even more.

Christine bit her lip slightly and looked down. "Yes..." She answered, after a few seconds of silence.

House still had his hand on her and lifted her face up to look at him. "Interesting." He muttered.

Christine's eyebrows narrowed. "Wh-What's interesting?" She stuttered.

House smirked. "You. You interest me."

Christine's face glowed another pink as he had said that. "Sarcasm?"

He chuckled and shook his head slightly.

Christine was speechless. She had no idea that she would ever hear that from her doctor. She gulped and cleared her throat with her mouth still closed. Her eyes then blinked as she asked, "S-So... what makes me... 'interesting'?"

"Well, obviously you are very smart when it comes to excuses and making deals with people, which leads you to being cunning. And-"

"Three simple words would work for me." Christine said, regretfully interrupting him.

House grinned and said, "Smart, cunning... sexy." WIthout any other interruptions, he pressed his lips quickly, yet gently on hers.

Christine was in a state of shock. Her eyes grew wide, not knowing what to do next. She then felt his other hand (which had let go of his cane) placing a spot on her waist. Her eyes zoomed down at where his hand was and looked back up. She had no choice but to give in and kiss him back, closing her eyes.

House smiled, feeling her soft lips kiss him back. He then pulled her closer into the kiss, no space in between their bodies. He moved the hand that laid gently on her face and moved it to the back of her head, stroking her hair a few times and then grabbing a fist full of it.

Christine wrapped her arms around his neck, making sure she wouldn't fall backwards during her moment with House. She then started licking his lips, begging for an entrance into his mouth. As she felt his mouth open, she let her tongue explore every inch of his mouth; she smiled, tasting the martini from earlier.

Suddenly, things got intense. House had placed Christine on his couch, having him on top of her, while they still made out. House had heard a soft moan come from Christine and smirked. He then deepened the kiss, rubbing both of his hands up and down her side.

Christine blushed as she had let a sound from her escape from her mouth. She blushed even more as she felt House's hand massaging the side of her body. She suddenly gasped as she felt his lips separate from her mouth and going down to her neck; she couldn't help but moan with pleasure.

House grinned even more and found the sensitive part on her neck and started grazing his lips on it. He heard a giggle come from Christine and smirked evilly, kissing it even more.

After a couple of minutes, House had pulled away from Christine and looked down at her. Christine was breathing heavily, enjoying the moment that she would never forget. Feeling different emotions and being a bit stupid, she asked him in a whisper, "Wh-What was that for?"

"I just wanted to have fun with you..." He said truthfully with his normal tone.

Christine smiled, placing both of her hands on his chest. "Well, I had a wonderful time."