Sorry it's taken me so long to get this one written guys, I've already gotten a chapter ahead but this one just didn't want to be written. Still it's basically a filler chapter, but next ones gonna be a good one. Enjoy!
The sound of her alarm dragged Lisa from sleep. She groaned loudly, and reached across Greg's warm body to slap down the snooze button. Snuggling back into his side, she closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of his body and the quiet of the morning. Months had passed in relative quiet, and her relationship with Greg had only grown stronger. The sex was still nothing short of amazing, seeming to have gotten better with time. They knew each other's bodies as well as they knew their own, she supposed, so it made sense.
Peeking up at House, she smiled. He was sound asleep, his breathing deep and even. She loved how relaxed he looked when he slept, at peace. The look had been seeping steadily into his everyday expressions, replacing the harsh brooding frowns with light playful grins. Her smile widened as she thought about it.
She'd never really figured House could change, but she had never thought to factor in how much the pain had altered him. His usual playful personality had burst back into bloom, after being shut away for so long. Of course he still was stubborn as always, and a few fights had sprung up over his insane way of treating patients. Making up was always…satisfying. She glanced away over at the clock, realizing how much time had passed as she lay there in thought. Sliding reluctantly from bed, she pressed a soft kiss to his brow before leaving the room to go through her morning routine.
As soon as she left the room, House's eyes snapped open, and he reached over to his bedside table to grab his phone. His thumbs flew over the keys as he tapped out a message. She is up. Operation Bootylicious is ago. Less than a minute later, his phone lit up with a text message Roger… why Bootylicious again? House grinned, before sending back, You seriously have to ask? He shut off the phone, placing it back on the nightstand, before closing his eyes, going over the plan. If he had his way, this would be one terrible day for Cuddy, and one of the best.
After finishing her yoga and getting dressed, she tiptoed into the room. It was his day off, and she knew he would sleep in, probably until noon, but she couldn't resist stealing one kiss before heading off to the hospital. She crept over to his side of the bed, keeping an eye on his chest to be sure his breathing stayed even. He'd always been a deep sleeper, but she didn't wanna chance it. She leaned down, brushing her lips against his, breathing in his masculine scent, hoping to hold onto it throughout her day. She had scheduled an easy workday, nothing to strenuous, but there would be no chance run ins with him today, so she would take what she could get.
As soon as he heard the front door close, he leapt from bed, throwing on clothes as he shuffled out the door, today was going to be busy, he had lots of hell to raise, errands to run, and people to see. He rubbed his hands together, this would be a good day.
This is very very short, because I don't really plan on elaborating much on the plan he's got set for Cuddy. The next chapter will mention it briefly, but it's more of a means to an end then an actual plot line. Sorry if anyone is disappointed. I've already got the next chapter ready to publish, but a few reviews would be much appreciated. Again, terribly sorry for the huge space between updates. I've got another story on my brain that wishes to be written out. Anyways… hope you enjoyed, next chapter will be up tonight. Thanks for reading!