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House slowly opened his eyes and closed them tightly again, because the sun was too bright. He had forgotten to close the curtains last night. But when he wanted to get up he couldn't because Annette had half her body on his. Her head was on his shoulder, her hands had slipped under his t-shirt and were on his belly and she even had her leg around his waist. But still, he couldn't remember the last time he had slept so well.

His next problem was that he needed to go to the bathroom. How was he going to get her off him without waking her? He turned to his side, now they were face to face. She really was a beauty, but he didn't have time to admire her, he really had to go. So to get her on her back he turned some more, he was basically on top her now. And to his surprise and hers even more, her eyes were wide open.

"What are you doing? I thought I wasn't going to get in your pants today?"

He smirked down at her and cupped her cheek running his fingers over her lips, again he was surprised when she kissed them.

"Well I can tell you're happy to see me." She said when she felt his morning erection on her thighs.

He continued to smirk down at her and replaced his fingers with his lips. They kissed each other tenderly.

"Morning" he whispered, his lips were still very close to hers.

"Morning… So why are you on top of me?"

"I was trying to get you on your back without waking you up."

"Okay. Why?" She kissed his neck and her hands were on his hips again she slipped them under his shirt.

"I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to stop that. The reason I had to get you onto your back, was because I need to go to the bathroom."

"Ohhh… Go ahead." She yawned and she still looked pretty tired.

"Why don't you go back to sleep? I'll wake you when breakfast is ready." She didn't need to be told twice, she was practically asleep again before he even reached the bathroom.

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Wilson was on the phone when House limped into the kitchen. He was going to make Annette a traditional breakfast with all the fixings.

"Why are you making so much breakfast, I already ate in fact I'm late for work."

"Greg? Do you mind-" but she didn't get to finish her sentence as Wilson turned and was very surprised to see her standing there in nothing but House's shirt. You could barely see his eyebrows as they had shot up and his mouth was formed in a big 'o'.

"Do you mind if I use your shower?"

"No go ahead. The towels are on the shelf above the toilet."

House knew Wilson was waiting for her to leave again so that he could begin interrogating him.

"She stayed the night?"

"Yes" House was just going to say yes and no, he didn't want to give too much away it was just too much fun to torture Wilson.

"Did you sleep together?"

"Yes, but we didn't have sex."

"Okay. So it went really good yesterday?"

"Yes." And House smiled at that.

"That's great. I need to get to work. See you later."

"Whatever." House really didn't want to talk to Wilson. Why did he have to be so nosey? House knew that Wilson had more questions when he came back from work again.

Annette returned just as House was putting the eggs on her plate.

"I hope I didn't give your roommate a heart attack."

"You almost gave me a heart attack walking in nothing but my shirt." It slipped out of him, there was nothing he could do. Why couldn't he keep his mouth shut around her?

She just smiled and sat down next to him.

"It was fun though, his yaw nearly hit the floor."

She giggled and patted his right thigh and oddly enough it didn't bother him, it actually felt nice to have somebody besides him touching his scar.

So they ate breakfast together. Not much was said, but it didn't matter. Right now it was enough for them just to sit next to each other.

"I should probably get going." She said after they had finished. "I still have a ton of papers to grade."

"You're just saying that so you don't have to do the dishes." He said to her playfully.

"You were the one that made a big breakfast. I would've been fine with some toast and coffee!"

"Right, you practically inhaled your food." He smiled, he liked that she didn't take most of the things he said too seriously.

"Do you seriously want me to help, because it's not a problem?"

"No it's okay. You can do them next time."

"So there's going to be a next time?" Dammit, he didn't want to end their time together with a serious conversation, but he started digging the hole himself and he couldn't just put the sand back in again.

"I hope there will be. You didn't even give me a chance to get into your pants." Oh, shit. Had he just said that? He already knew he wanted more than just sex.

He could see on her face that she did too, because she had tears in her eyes after his comment.

"She you around then." She had to get away from him fast, because she hurried to the door. It was hard for him to keep up with her. But he wanted to fix it before she left, he didn't want to end their date on a downfall.

"Annette please wait!" She let go of the doorknob, but didn't face him. "Turn around." Her shoulders were shaking. "Please." She turned but she didn't look at him, instead she looked at the floor. So House decided to tell her what he wanted out of their relationship and then she could decide what she wanted.

"I'm sorry. I'm not good at talking about my feelings. I hide behind my jokes and rude comments." That finally got her attention. She looked at him with bloodshot eyes the tears were still running down her cheeks. He took her hand and held on to it tightly.

"I do want to see you again. Last night was the best night I had in a very long time." She smiled and he took that as a sign that he was saying the right things.

"I had a good time too." She embraced him tightly. He sighed and buried his head in her neck and inhaled her scent.

"Would you like to meet for lunch tomorrow?" He whispered.

"What if you have a case?" Her voice was just as quiet.

"Then my team will handle it." She smiled and kissed his cheek. He breathed a sigh of relief, everything seemed to be okay again. He tightens his hold on her, he didn't want to let her go yet.

"That still doesn't mean that you'll get into my pants." He laughed and lifted his head to look at her.

House brushed her tears away and cupped her cheek. When their lips finally met it was passionate yet tender kiss. He opened her mouth with his tongue and started to trace her teeth and when their tongues met they fought for dominance.

The kiss ended when they no air left in their lungs. Their foreheads touched and they were both trying to get their breathing under control.

"So," she said after a while "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Absolutely. Just meet me in my office, it's on the fourth floor."

She nodded and gave him one last kiss. "Bye."