Cuddy sat down on her sofa shakily, 'Blooming heck!' she thought. House had definitely pulled one amazing stunt just then, and Cuddy felt her resolve begin to soften, wanting nothing more than to barge into the clinic, shove him against the wall and kiss him so hard he would forget all about the 'game' he was playing. Not very likely, thought Cuddy, and then her wicked side came out to play: House isn't going to know what hit him, she thought with an evil grin.

House was very pleased as to how well he had pulled off stage 1, and was preparing himself for stage 2; he was going to let her know about the bets Chase had undoubtedly began about them, that would really piss her off, and then she would get mad at him, and then he could use his well thought up line: "You weren't saying this last night, or in the clinic for that matter!" just loud enough to freak her out, thinking others had heard, but not loud enough so they could actually hear it. He grinned to himself, knowing that he was going to have one pissed off Cuddy right where he wanted her later.

Cuddy knew that House must have something else up his sleeve, and she wasn't about to give in to him … yet.

House saw Cuddy marching towards him and smiled, knowing that his plan was going to work. She looked about ready to break, and House was going to enjoy watching her defences crumble. He then realised that for his plan to work they had to be in a room (preferably her office) and not out in the corridor, and so tried to think on his feet to come up with a new idea.

Cuddy saw the flicker of doubt cross his face and then put her plan in to action, knowing his eyes were focused on her and only her. She swung her hips a little more, shoulders back, boobs out. She saw his eyes widen and smiled a massive smile as she reached him, taking him by the arm and leading him to her office, thinking that she was in fact helping her plan, not his.

"Ah! Help! Dr Cuddy is kidnapping me!" House yelled startling her as she pushed him in front of her through her office door.

"You." She began. "Have been an extra pain in the a$$ today, and as punishment you aren't getting anymore 'sugar'." She stuck her tongue out and buttoned up her blouse to the top, watching the distraught look cross his face, only to be replaced by a wicked grin:

"Ah, but that also means you won't be getting any of this, and I don't think you will make it. But if that's my punishment then that's what it has to be, at least now I actually have to use my imagination to get a picture of the twins." He snarked, turning around to leave and then adding: "Oh, and by the way, the bets have started again." Before she could get a word in, leaving her office before she could reply.

Cuddy was furious, firstly because her plan to make House cave first had failed miserably and she had the feeling that she had played right into his hands, and secondly because Chase's bets had begun again (according to House) and she knew instinctively that it was about her and House, and that meant he had told someone, probably Wilson about their date, and Cuddy felt slightly put out by that as she thought it was a private matter between the two of them. She didn't care that Wilson was House's friend, she thought House got that she didn't want her personal life to be the water cooler talk around the hospital. So, she went in search of Wilson to do some digging.

House sat in his office, pleased as punch that he had managed to out manoeuvre Cuddy, although disappointed that he could not slip his line in somewhere. He had seen that she was about ready to cave, and wanted so much to push her over the edge and was thinking of ways to do it when Cuddy walked by his office with Wilson. House was intrigued, and wondered what she was up to. Was she getting Wilson's help to make him cave? Nah, he didn't think so. Was she trying to get information on him? Nope, she knew all she had to do was ask. Then it hit him, she's going to subtly grill Wilson to see what House told him about them and their date. House smiled to himself knowing that Wilson only knew that they went on a date, and that it was killing him that he didn't know more. He knew that Wilson would try to get Cuddy to let something slip, and he also knew that this could be exactly the thing to crumble her final defences. He smiled to himself and prayed that it would.

After talking to Wilson, the date was going round and round in Cuddy's head. She had discovered that Wilson knew only that they had been out. He had tried to get her to let something slip, and in doing so, it had encouraged her brain to think about it. She had left Wilson half an hour ago and yet she still couldn't get the date, the feel of his kiss and the taste of him out of her head. She was high on House.

House was in his office doing air piano to his music when Cuddy walked by. The sight of him totally engrossed in the music and his finger travelling so quickly over the imaginary keys catching her attention so completely that she stopped dead in front of the glass, watching him 'play'.

At the sound of the door opening, House stopped and opened his eyes to see Cuddy standing in the doorway. He paused the music giving her a questioning look along with a grin.

"Dr Cuddy, so nice to see you. Business or pleasure?" He joked, not expecting her to answer.

"Pleasure." She replied with a cheeky grin. He gulped.

"Well, well, well…" He grinned. "I see your little chat with Wilson made you a little frisky! I don't mind being the one to do his dirty work, at least not with you." He snarked with a grin, his eyes roaming over her body, watching her reaction. She just gave him a 'shut the hell up' look and she took a step towards him, hoping he would do the same. He took one step forward and then she closed the gap, pulling his head down to hers, kissing him softly on the lips. He reacted straight away, but then his pager went off.

"Crap!" He said, breaking away from her to check it. "I've got to take this." he said, pointing at the phone as it rang. "Yes, uh-huh, will do. She's right here actually." He said, handing the phone to Cuddy who had been too busy staring at him to notice the phone he was holding out to her. He came round to her and placed the phone in her hand, touching her hand softly as he did so.

Administrator Cuddy came back into action as she heard the voice in the other end of the phone. House watched her as she talked, loving everything about her. When she came off the phone they both began:

"So-"

"Ok-" They both stopped and then House continued:

"I do believe I was correct, you were the one that came to me." He said with a smug grin.

"Well, you did play your hand very, very well." She replied with a smile.

"What you doing tonight?" He asked suddenly, and harshly, demanding an answer.

He seemed unsure of how she would answer.

"Hopefully, riding a sexy doctor's –"

"BIG cane?" he offered with a grin, making her laugh.

"Well, that would depend on which doctor it was, wouldn't it." She snarked back.

"Guys, we are all needed in the ER now." Wilson said as he burst into the room, "very bad crash again."

House and Cuddy were in the ER treating patient, shooting snarky comments and appreciative looks at each other. When they were done, and it was 'home time', they 'accidentaly' met in the car park.

"So, what are you doing tonight then Cuddy?" House asked with a grin.

"Well, that all depends on you now doesn't it?"

"Follow me." He stated, limping towards his motorbike.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere less … public."

"Well, well, well, was that a proposition Dr House?" She replied with a laugh.

"I suppose it was, here's another for good measure: your place or mine?"

"House, I may seem easy, but I'm not that easy." She replied somewhat amused.

"I never said you were, but I am." He shot back, and she laughed with him.

"Mine." She whispered after their laughter subsided, watching his facial expression change to one of shock.

"What?! Were you only kidding about that?"

"No, I was being serious, I just didn't think you would actually take me up on the offer." He replied honestly.

"Well, you must have been a lot more charming than you thought." She said, winking at him, causing him to laugh and she watched as his eyes crinkled up and then he shot back: "Well, I am a super Luuuurve Doctor, so it was only a matter of time."

They were interrupted by Cindy, Cuddy's secretary who had something very important to talk to her about:

"There you are Dr Cuddy. I've been looking all over for you! Mr Thomson, the donor, is here and he demanded to speak to you right away."

"OK, thanks Cindy, I will be there in a minute, go and give him a cup of tea and I will be there soon."

Cuddy looked at House apologetically as Cindy left. "I guess, it will have to wait." She said with a slightly sad smile.

"No problem, I have some files to do anyway." He replied.

"You're going to voluntarily do them? Now? So you can wait?" She asked, unsure if he was kidding.

"What a trade off, I do some files for an hour or so and then I get some sugar." He said with a massive grin, leaving her to deal with Mr Thomson.

House went back to his office, and did some files, and then played his gameboy, until Wilson came into his office.

"What are you still doing here?" You don't have a case." Wilson said, surprized that his friend was still here.

"Just leaving." He replied, collecting his things. He had gotten numerous other looks like Wilson's and didn't want to arouse suspicion, he wanted to arouse something else (well, SOMEONE else) and to be allowed to do so, he knew he would have to keep up his routine.

As he was leaving, House phoned Cuddy's direct line:

"Hi, just to say I had to leave, my still being here aroused some suspicion. We can sort it out another time. You owe me now, I did all my files, so do I get a reward?" He asked with a smile.

"Yeah, sure, will get back to you as soon as possible." She replied.

"You know, Administrator Cuddy always does know exactly what to say to get me to do what she wants." He joked and laughed softly. He could hear the smile in her voice as she ended the call.

House sat in his apartment, idly flicking through channels, not really seeing what was in front of him, instead relaying his conversation with Cuddy trying to analyse every little detail. Trying to work out what her next move would be, and therefore what his next move should be. He was stumped however, she is a woman after all, and women, he thought, are the hardest things to figure out.

He must know that I want to be somewhere else, thought Cuddy, why the hell is he such an a$$hole? I would take House any day over him. Then she smiled, as her mind wandered to House and what this all meant. To be perfectly honest she didn't want to overanalyse what had happened, she didn't want to look at it like all of her other relationships (could she even call it that ?), this was House and he is completely different from everyone else, totally original. She didn't know where this would lead, but what she did know was that she definitely wanted it to continue, and she definitely wanted to carry on from where they had left off, knowing that she had found her one true weakness: Greg House.

It was then that she realized Mr Thomson had asked her a question and so she reluctantly pulled her mind out of the gutter and concentrated on the here and now, safe in the knowledge that she could go to House at any time and he would be just as happy as she was to continue their tryst.

House's stomach growled loudly, alerting him that the pizza guy needed to hurry up, he had ordered it twenty minutes ago and it still wasn't here even though it was just around the corner. So, when his door went he grabbed his wallet, opening the door with:

"Twelve eighty four. No tip."

His head snapped up when he saw her black 'do me' pumps and she said:

"Expecting someone else?" with a smile.

"Didn't know you were actually a hooker?" he recovered quickly.

"Ha. I'm much prettier than any of the hookers you've ever had." She said with a cheeky grin. House agreed with a slight nod of his head, giving her an appreciative look with a grin plastered to his face.

"Are you going to let me in, or are we going to stand out here all night?" she asked with her eyebrow cocked.

He wiggled his eyebrows at her, motioning for her to come in. Now that she was here, all her great comments had been forgotten, all she wanted to do was stick her tongue down his throat, but she thought she should probably give him some warning.

"I was right." He stated. "You came to me, and not once either, but twice." He grinned smugly.

"We both know that you would have come to mine if I hadn't come here." She said with a knowing smile.

"Well, we will never know for sure now will we?" he said, teasing her.

"Shuut up." She replied. "Will you just stand still for two minutes?!" she said when he began to move towards the kitchen.

"What, trying to undress me with your eyes?"

"No, but now you're obviously doing it to me." She laughed, flashing him a killer smile.

He conceded with a slight incline of his head, unintentionally giving himself a better view of her cleavage.

"So, what brings you here, Cuddy? Or is it Lisa now, not quite sure?" He teased.

"Well, that depends on how you want this to go-" She was cut off by his lips on hers, kissing her with a passion so raw that she knew she would never really have to ask how he felt, it was all in the way he kissed her, the way he looked at her and the way he touched her.