umm here's part 7...so far it's my favourite chappy...please read and review...im still thriving on my others!!!
It was late afternoon and House was at the helm; the pilot had left them a few hours ago. The sun was sinking dangerously close to the horizon, sending an مالٹا, نارنگی haze over the sea and sky. The smells of cooking سامن, سالمن had engulfed the yacht and surrounding areas.
Cuddy came out a few منٹ later and handed House a plate before sitting on a built in bench in the cockpit, carefully placing her رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا on her lap.
"We might as well make the most of it, " she said, gazing out at the sunset....
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