Decided adding an extra coninued to the name of this one would be a bit too far, so from now it will be Huddy Option Part{}.
Right, it's the تاریخ now, hope it seems like it could actually happen .
I hope آپ like it!! تبصرے appreciated.
After being jolted back to reality سے طرف کی the door slamming and House’s last remark, a large smile spread from the corners of Cuddy’s mouth up to her ears, her head instantly filled with great comebacks that she was unable to use now. She got her things together, told her secretary, Cindy, that she was leaving for the night and to call her mobile if she HAD to be reached. As she drove home, Cuddy thought about the meal she was about to prepare and the man who she would be preparing it for.
House watched Cuddy leave from the floor above and admired the way her hips moved from side to side as she walked, man she is gorgeous, thought House. He still had a patient to cure, and so he hobbled back to his office to think, trying to keep his mind from wandering to where he was going later on.
Cuddy was making her famous lasagne; she had just finished preparing it, ready to put in the تندور when her mobile rang. It was Cindy.
“Sorry to call آپ Dr Cuddy but Mr Thomson is on line one here and is insisting he speaks to you.”
‘Ugh,’ thought Cuddy, ‘it could only be Thomson’, the most annoying and conceited donor. He phoned her every now and then so that she could tell him how great he was and how valuable him and his money were to the hospital, basically he wanted her to soothe his ego.’
“No problem Cindy, tell him I will ring him on my phone.” She said, hanging up and getting her house phone not wanting to give him her mobile number.
Cuddy quickly changed into her little black dress before phoning Mr Thomson. As she was talking to him, she had to try to put the lasagne in the oven, and do her make-up. The results was that she had one eye done while the lasagne was put in the تندور after almost being dropped three times, and she was still soothing his ego an گھنٹہ later at 19:00.
‘House should be coming about now,’ she thought while quickly trying to finish her other eye and talk to Mr Thomson at the same time.
When she finished her make-up, Cuddy devoted all her attention to Thomson and tried to لپیٹ, لفاف کریں up the conversation several times to no avail, so when the doorbell went at 7:15, she was grateful that House was here, hoping that if Thomson heard the door he would let her go. No such luck.
House hoped Cuddy wouldn’t be too angry with him for being late, even though it was only سے طرف کی 15 منٹ and so held up the wine as a gift to hopefully prevent her from getting annoyed. To his surprise, she answered the door on her phone and motioned for him to come in while trying to end the conversation. She gave him an apologetic smile and motioned for him to go to the kitchen. He went into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and his stomach growled in appreciation at the wonderful smell as he looked to see what she was cooking: ‘yum, lasagne.’ He thought with a smile, he was going to be having a fabulously tasty meal tonight, and with a fabulously tasty woman, she looks gorgeous, he thought.
After five یا so مزید منٹ on the phone, Cuddy came into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and began to try to take the lasagne out, but House stopped her, shooing her out of the kitchen, taking it out and plating it up himself. So, when Cuddy finally got off the phone, she came in to an empty kitchen, she was apologizing to an empty room.
“In here.” He called from the dining room where he had lit the candles and put out the food as well as two wine glasses and the bottle of wine he had brought.
“Sorry about that.” She کہا “and thanks for this.” She کہا indicating the table.
“No, thank آپ for cooking this delicious lasagna.”
Cuddy took her نشست and they began to eat.
“Oh, and سے طرف کی the way, about the phone conversation, it’s ok, I know آپ have a real a$$hole working for you.” He joked with a grin.
“Yeah, I do, but even though he is hard work, Thomson is THE hardest work because he just wants آپ to kiss his a$$ the whole time…actually, not very different to the other a$$ who works for me.” She countered with a grin of her own.
“Ho, ho, nice one, Mrs Administrator!”
She laughed.
The conversation flowed easily after that and they talked about House’s patient who he had left under the watchful eyes of his fellows tonight, and everything else under the sun. They were laughing and joking, and generally having a good time. House couldn’t help but notice how amazingly beautiful Cuddy’s smile was, and that it made it all the way to her eyes, leaving them sparkling and even مزید mesmerizing for it.
Cuddy watched House as he spoke with intent concentration, watching his face change through all the emotions in the story, and his expressions change to add humour and a touch of lightness to some of the مزید intense parts of the stories. He is amazing thought Cuddy as she sat, almost hypnotized سے طرف کی his easy manner and cheeky grin.
The evening had turned to full on night now, and House and Cudddy had now moved to the living room where they sat eating dessert (chocolate éclairs) and chatting about their med school days in Michigan, with hilarious results. They recounted stories about each other and their respective friends, and laughed so hard until their sides hurt at the daft things they had once done, secretly wishing they could go back there for just one دن to experience such reckless abandon and happiness. They then began to talk and joke about Cameron, Chase and Foreman as well as House’s new fellows, but with special emphasis on Chase’s bets that everyone knew he had continued again, but most wanted in on so would not say a word to Cuddy, although – of course – she already knew.
“Chase is going to be having a very good time shortly, what with all those hospital employees betting on what’s going on with us and all the other Auction-bought bachelors.” House کہا with a grin.
“What do آپ know?” Cuddy asked, leaning آگے in her chair, unintentionally giving House a free دکھائیں as he could now see right down the front of her dress.
“Nothing, but who knows with Chase, it could be anything from we are already sleeping together to I knocked آپ up and am trying to get آپ to terminate because I’m a mean, mean doctor-man.” He joked, and Cuddy let out a huge laugh, her whole body shaking with it, and House tried so hard not to look down at her jiggling breasts, but he was a red-blooded male, and what red-blooded male could pass up such an opportunity? So, he took his chance while she was laughing to have a quick glance at her ample cleavage, and he found himself being turned on ever so slightly. ‘Oh crap’ thought House ‘ this cant happen, that would be too embarrassing.’ And so he tried to think about everything except Lisa Cuddy’s bouncing breasts right in front of him.
After what had seemed like an age to House but had in reality only been about a minute, Cuddy’s laughter subsided:
“Sorry, that was just too funny!” Cuddy apologized. “Oooh, or, maybe it’s that آپ already knocked me up and Cameron is actually our love-child!” Cuddy added, letting out a hoot of laughter, and she was joined in laughter this time سے طرف کی House, who had decided it best to succumb to laughter than checking out her chest.
“That was good, but I’ll go one better,” He said, and so began a competition to see who could come up with the most obscene and the funniest rumours and bets that could be circulating the hospital.
After a long time of laughter and hilariously farfetched ideas, Cuddy was crying with laughter and House was laughing hysterically too, although he had not yet been reduced to tears. They were both really enjoying themselves, and hadn’t had too much wine, so they couldn’t put their obvious chemistry and general good time down to booze, it was just who the two of them were together.
It was gone 1am when House saw Cuddy yawn, she stretched her back as she did so, which pushed her breasts against her dress front, as if they were trying to escape the fabric, and House took in every aspect of Lisa Cuddy he could, because although he knew he had enjoyed himself, and he knew she had too, he didn’t know whether she would want to do it again, which he most certainly did, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. After seeing her yawn, House decided it was time to leave:
“You look tired, I’ll get out of your way, and آپ can get some sleep.”
“No, no, no. That yawn wasn’t a hint یا anything, آپ don’t have to go yet.” She said, some how managing to make the fact that she was practically begging him to stay oblivious to House.
“No, really, I know it wasn’t, I have work, tomorrow, we both do, and I know how early آپ get up.” He joked.
“Have آپ been stalking me, House?” Cuddy asked with a smile.
“What?!” He asked, then realized she was joking and added: “How did آپ know?”
“I suppose آپ are right though, early start and all that.” She کہا with a somewhat sad smile House thought as she walked him to the door, handing him his coat.
Their hands brushed as she handed him his coat, and a spark of electricity shot through them both. They both looked down at their touching hands, and unsure if the other had felt it, slowly glanced up, and when their eyes met, they both saw their own feelings reflected in the others’ eyes,
House didn’t know what overcame him, but he found himself moving his hand up Cuddy’s arm to the back of her neck while she stared at him in shock, loving the feeling of his touch, paralyzed سے طرف کی it. When his hand reached the back of her neck, he stepped forward, leaning down and slowly brushing his lips softly against hers, hoping for a reaction, praying that he had not misread the signs.
Cuddy could not believe what was happening, Greg House was making a اقدام - he was kissing her! When their lips met, a bolt of electricity ran up and down her spine, almost turning her knees to jelly. It felt so good, but she was unable to move, stuck to the spot. Her دل told her to kiss him back, and so did her ‘Lisa’ brain, but her ‘Administrator’ brain was reluctant: this will get complicated, it wont last, it told her. But the feel of House’s lips on hers felt so right and oh so good. She had waited a little too long to decide, and she felt House begin to pull away, feeling rejected, but then her دل won and she kissed him back, forcefully, just as he was pulling back.
They force of Cuddy’s kiss told House all he needed to know, and he kissed her back with just as much force and passion. Her tongue ran along his lip, begging for access to his mouth, which he granted, pulling her closer to him and deepening the kiss between them. His other hand went round her back, and he felt his cane slip to the floor as their kiss deepened further.
Both were unaware of the sound of the can dropping to the floor, so completely engrossed in each other, the taste, smell and feel as they kissed so thrillingly after so many years skirting around each other. However, House’s pager, which was attached to his hip, began to vibrate, and Lisa could feel it on her hip also, causing her to laugh because it was tickling her. House however, turned the pager off with one hand, while the other was at the back of her neck, keeping her in the kiss, he had waited too long for this to stop now.
Although Cuddy felt bad for House not answering his page, her mind was shut off due to the fact that House had kissed her again. This time, it was he who ran his tongue along her lip, and she immediately began to kiss him deeper, forgetting all about that page. Her hands traced the muscles of his arms, and then were in his hair, pulling him down to her further still –
BRING, BRING, BRING.
House’s mobile was going off, “Sorry, I should get that,” he کہا as he pulled away from her and turned to walk outside, shooting a glance her way before doing so, and seeing her flushed face, feeling happy that she had enjoyed that kiss as much as he had.
Cuddy watched House on the phone and a sh*t-eating grin materialized on her face: that was one gooood kiss, she thought to herself. As she watched him on the phone, she admired his lean frame and his strong profile, however when she saw the serious expression on his face, she became worried. What happened? How bad? Who?
The سیکنڈ he ended the call and came over to her, she fired those سوالات at him.
“There was a massive pile up on the motorway just اگلے to the hospital and doctors are needed pronto, and oh, my patient died – cardiac arrest. There weren’t enough nurses as they were all at the ER and he didn’t make it.” He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “One hell of a kiss though.” He added with a grin, watching as her grin grew to match his.
“Yeah, it was, but you’re stalling, hospital, NOW, and آپ have to go to the ER too, no slacking.” Administrator Cuddy was back in control.
“What?! I just gave آپ some sugar and you’re still making me work?! Oh man, if I’d known I wasn’t going to get something out of this, I wouldn’t have kissed you.” He whinged in true House fashion.
“Oh, shut up, آپ didn’t plan that one House.” She said, directing him towards his motorbike.
“Ah, how do آپ know? I am a super diabolical genius آپ know.” He countered.
“Whatever.” She flung over her shoulder as she got into her car. “Just get you’re a$$ to the hospital یا I will have to آگ کے, آگ you’re a$$.”
“You wouldn’t dare, I know for a fact آپ wouldn’t آگ کے, آگ a guy who can make آپ that flushed after what, 2 minutes.” He joked, watching her blush some مزید before he drove off laughing.
Right, it's the تاریخ now, hope it seems like it could actually happen .
I hope آپ like it!! تبصرے appreciated.
After being jolted back to reality سے طرف کی the door slamming and House’s last remark, a large smile spread from the corners of Cuddy’s mouth up to her ears, her head instantly filled with great comebacks that she was unable to use now. She got her things together, told her secretary, Cindy, that she was leaving for the night and to call her mobile if she HAD to be reached. As she drove home, Cuddy thought about the meal she was about to prepare and the man who she would be preparing it for.
House watched Cuddy leave from the floor above and admired the way her hips moved from side to side as she walked, man she is gorgeous, thought House. He still had a patient to cure, and so he hobbled back to his office to think, trying to keep his mind from wandering to where he was going later on.
Cuddy was making her famous lasagne; she had just finished preparing it, ready to put in the تندور when her mobile rang. It was Cindy.
“Sorry to call آپ Dr Cuddy but Mr Thomson is on line one here and is insisting he speaks to you.”
‘Ugh,’ thought Cuddy, ‘it could only be Thomson’, the most annoying and conceited donor. He phoned her every now and then so that she could tell him how great he was and how valuable him and his money were to the hospital, basically he wanted her to soothe his ego.’
“No problem Cindy, tell him I will ring him on my phone.” She said, hanging up and getting her house phone not wanting to give him her mobile number.
Cuddy quickly changed into her little black dress before phoning Mr Thomson. As she was talking to him, she had to try to put the lasagne in the oven, and do her make-up. The results was that she had one eye done while the lasagne was put in the تندور after almost being dropped three times, and she was still soothing his ego an گھنٹہ later at 19:00.
‘House should be coming about now,’ she thought while quickly trying to finish her other eye and talk to Mr Thomson at the same time.
When she finished her make-up, Cuddy devoted all her attention to Thomson and tried to لپیٹ, لفاف کریں up the conversation several times to no avail, so when the doorbell went at 7:15, she was grateful that House was here, hoping that if Thomson heard the door he would let her go. No such luck.
House hoped Cuddy wouldn’t be too angry with him for being late, even though it was only سے طرف کی 15 منٹ and so held up the wine as a gift to hopefully prevent her from getting annoyed. To his surprise, she answered the door on her phone and motioned for him to come in while trying to end the conversation. She gave him an apologetic smile and motioned for him to go to the kitchen. He went into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and his stomach growled in appreciation at the wonderful smell as he looked to see what she was cooking: ‘yum, lasagne.’ He thought with a smile, he was going to be having a fabulously tasty meal tonight, and with a fabulously tasty woman, she looks gorgeous, he thought.
After five یا so مزید منٹ on the phone, Cuddy came into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and began to try to take the lasagne out, but House stopped her, shooing her out of the kitchen, taking it out and plating it up himself. So, when Cuddy finally got off the phone, she came in to an empty kitchen, she was apologizing to an empty room.
“In here.” He called from the dining room where he had lit the candles and put out the food as well as two wine glasses and the bottle of wine he had brought.
“Sorry about that.” She کہا “and thanks for this.” She کہا indicating the table.
“No, thank آپ for cooking this delicious lasagna.”
Cuddy took her نشست and they began to eat.
“Oh, and سے طرف کی the way, about the phone conversation, it’s ok, I know آپ have a real a$$hole working for you.” He joked with a grin.
“Yeah, I do, but even though he is hard work, Thomson is THE hardest work because he just wants آپ to kiss his a$$ the whole time…actually, not very different to the other a$$ who works for me.” She countered with a grin of her own.
“Ho, ho, nice one, Mrs Administrator!”
She laughed.
The conversation flowed easily after that and they talked about House’s patient who he had left under the watchful eyes of his fellows tonight, and everything else under the sun. They were laughing and joking, and generally having a good time. House couldn’t help but notice how amazingly beautiful Cuddy’s smile was, and that it made it all the way to her eyes, leaving them sparkling and even مزید mesmerizing for it.
Cuddy watched House as he spoke with intent concentration, watching his face change through all the emotions in the story, and his expressions change to add humour and a touch of lightness to some of the مزید intense parts of the stories. He is amazing thought Cuddy as she sat, almost hypnotized سے طرف کی his easy manner and cheeky grin.
The evening had turned to full on night now, and House and Cudddy had now moved to the living room where they sat eating dessert (chocolate éclairs) and chatting about their med school days in Michigan, with hilarious results. They recounted stories about each other and their respective friends, and laughed so hard until their sides hurt at the daft things they had once done, secretly wishing they could go back there for just one دن to experience such reckless abandon and happiness. They then began to talk and joke about Cameron, Chase and Foreman as well as House’s new fellows, but with special emphasis on Chase’s bets that everyone knew he had continued again, but most wanted in on so would not say a word to Cuddy, although – of course – she already knew.
“Chase is going to be having a very good time shortly, what with all those hospital employees betting on what’s going on with us and all the other Auction-bought bachelors.” House کہا with a grin.
“What do آپ know?” Cuddy asked, leaning آگے in her chair, unintentionally giving House a free دکھائیں as he could now see right down the front of her dress.
“Nothing, but who knows with Chase, it could be anything from we are already sleeping together to I knocked آپ up and am trying to get آپ to terminate because I’m a mean, mean doctor-man.” He joked, and Cuddy let out a huge laugh, her whole body shaking with it, and House tried so hard not to look down at her jiggling breasts, but he was a red-blooded male, and what red-blooded male could pass up such an opportunity? So, he took his chance while she was laughing to have a quick glance at her ample cleavage, and he found himself being turned on ever so slightly. ‘Oh crap’ thought House ‘ this cant happen, that would be too embarrassing.’ And so he tried to think about everything except Lisa Cuddy’s bouncing breasts right in front of him.
After what had seemed like an age to House but had in reality only been about a minute, Cuddy’s laughter subsided:
“Sorry, that was just too funny!” Cuddy apologized. “Oooh, or, maybe it’s that آپ already knocked me up and Cameron is actually our love-child!” Cuddy added, letting out a hoot of laughter, and she was joined in laughter this time سے طرف کی House, who had decided it best to succumb to laughter than checking out her chest.
“That was good, but I’ll go one better,” He said, and so began a competition to see who could come up with the most obscene and the funniest rumours and bets that could be circulating the hospital.
After a long time of laughter and hilariously farfetched ideas, Cuddy was crying with laughter and House was laughing hysterically too, although he had not yet been reduced to tears. They were both really enjoying themselves, and hadn’t had too much wine, so they couldn’t put their obvious chemistry and general good time down to booze, it was just who the two of them were together.
It was gone 1am when House saw Cuddy yawn, she stretched her back as she did so, which pushed her breasts against her dress front, as if they were trying to escape the fabric, and House took in every aspect of Lisa Cuddy he could, because although he knew he had enjoyed himself, and he knew she had too, he didn’t know whether she would want to do it again, which he most certainly did, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. After seeing her yawn, House decided it was time to leave:
“You look tired, I’ll get out of your way, and آپ can get some sleep.”
“No, no, no. That yawn wasn’t a hint یا anything, آپ don’t have to go yet.” She said, some how managing to make the fact that she was practically begging him to stay oblivious to House.
“No, really, I know it wasn’t, I have work, tomorrow, we both do, and I know how early آپ get up.” He joked.
“Have آپ been stalking me, House?” Cuddy asked with a smile.
“What?!” He asked, then realized she was joking and added: “How did آپ know?”
“I suppose آپ are right though, early start and all that.” She کہا with a somewhat sad smile House thought as she walked him to the door, handing him his coat.
Their hands brushed as she handed him his coat, and a spark of electricity shot through them both. They both looked down at their touching hands, and unsure if the other had felt it, slowly glanced up, and when their eyes met, they both saw their own feelings reflected in the others’ eyes,
House didn’t know what overcame him, but he found himself moving his hand up Cuddy’s arm to the back of her neck while she stared at him in shock, loving the feeling of his touch, paralyzed سے طرف کی it. When his hand reached the back of her neck, he stepped forward, leaning down and slowly brushing his lips softly against hers, hoping for a reaction, praying that he had not misread the signs.
Cuddy could not believe what was happening, Greg House was making a اقدام - he was kissing her! When their lips met, a bolt of electricity ran up and down her spine, almost turning her knees to jelly. It felt so good, but she was unable to move, stuck to the spot. Her دل told her to kiss him back, and so did her ‘Lisa’ brain, but her ‘Administrator’ brain was reluctant: this will get complicated, it wont last, it told her. But the feel of House’s lips on hers felt so right and oh so good. She had waited a little too long to decide, and she felt House begin to pull away, feeling rejected, but then her دل won and she kissed him back, forcefully, just as he was pulling back.
They force of Cuddy’s kiss told House all he needed to know, and he kissed her back with just as much force and passion. Her tongue ran along his lip, begging for access to his mouth, which he granted, pulling her closer to him and deepening the kiss between them. His other hand went round her back, and he felt his cane slip to the floor as their kiss deepened further.
Both were unaware of the sound of the can dropping to the floor, so completely engrossed in each other, the taste, smell and feel as they kissed so thrillingly after so many years skirting around each other. However, House’s pager, which was attached to his hip, began to vibrate, and Lisa could feel it on her hip also, causing her to laugh because it was tickling her. House however, turned the pager off with one hand, while the other was at the back of her neck, keeping her in the kiss, he had waited too long for this to stop now.
Although Cuddy felt bad for House not answering his page, her mind was shut off due to the fact that House had kissed her again. This time, it was he who ran his tongue along her lip, and she immediately began to kiss him deeper, forgetting all about that page. Her hands traced the muscles of his arms, and then were in his hair, pulling him down to her further still –
BRING, BRING, BRING.
House’s mobile was going off, “Sorry, I should get that,” he کہا as he pulled away from her and turned to walk outside, shooting a glance her way before doing so, and seeing her flushed face, feeling happy that she had enjoyed that kiss as much as he had.
Cuddy watched House on the phone and a sh*t-eating grin materialized on her face: that was one gooood kiss, she thought to herself. As she watched him on the phone, she admired his lean frame and his strong profile, however when she saw the serious expression on his face, she became worried. What happened? How bad? Who?
The سیکنڈ he ended the call and came over to her, she fired those سوالات at him.
“There was a massive pile up on the motorway just اگلے to the hospital and doctors are needed pronto, and oh, my patient died – cardiac arrest. There weren’t enough nurses as they were all at the ER and he didn’t make it.” He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “One hell of a kiss though.” He added with a grin, watching as her grin grew to match his.
“Yeah, it was, but you’re stalling, hospital, NOW, and آپ have to go to the ER too, no slacking.” Administrator Cuddy was back in control.
“What?! I just gave آپ some sugar and you’re still making me work?! Oh man, if I’d known I wasn’t going to get something out of this, I wouldn’t have kissed you.” He whinged in true House fashion.
“Oh, shut up, آپ didn’t plan that one House.” She said, directing him towards his motorbike.
“Ah, how do آپ know? I am a super diabolical genius آپ know.” He countered.
“Whatever.” She flung over her shoulder as she got into her car. “Just get you’re a$$ to the hospital یا I will have to آگ کے, آگ you’re a$$.”
“You wouldn’t dare, I know for a fact آپ wouldn’t آگ کے, آگ a guy who can make آپ that flushed after what, 2 minutes.” He joked, watching her blush some مزید before he drove off laughing.
