House was sitting in Wilson’s office, twirling his cane around in his fingers. Too lazy to go nyumbani that night House had just gone into Wilson’s office had slept on his couch. Although not the most comfortable sleeping arrangement, it had aliyopewa House time to think. About life. About his hallucinations, which had strangely vanished. About Cuddy. About how much he loved her.
    The door opened and Cuddy poked her head through. “I thought I’d find wewe here,” she said, stepping into the room. House alisema nothing and scooted over as Cuddy sat inayofuata to him. “Why did wewe sleep here last night?” she asked House.
    “I needed to think.” He simply replied.
    “So wewe slept in Wilson’s office?” Cuddy’s eyebrows rose.
    “Yes,” House curtly said, lying back in the cushions. “I thought about important things,” He looked over at Cuddy with tired look in his eyes.
    “What important things?” Cuddy asked, staring back into his icy blue eyes. At times he was thick as a rock, but times like now, he was opening up, and Cuddy did not want to miss this.
    “Like how much-,” He paused. His moyo beat faster, and House nervously swallowed. “How much I upendo you,” He stared at Cuddy with a fiery passion. She stared back. Without another word, they were kissing. House took off Cuddy’s shirt.
    “Wait,” Cuddy sighed, her hands still around House’s neck. “What about Wilson? What if he comes in?” The last thing Cuddy wanted to happen was Wilson come as her and House were making out. In response, House stood up and pushed the coffee meza, jedwali in front of the door and locked it. He closed the blinds and pushed the kitanda in front of the glass door.
    “There,” House proudly exclaimed. “Problem solved.” With that, House and Cuddy began to make out again. Cuddy took off House’s shati while House took off Cuddy’s pants. After taking off House’s shirt, Cuddy began to unzip his pants. She tried to pull them down but they wouldn’t budge. She felt around.
    “Why did wewe decide to wear a ukanda today?” Cuddy whispered in House’s ear as he kissed her neck.
    “Why did wewe decide to wear clothes today?” House retorted as he undid his belt. House pushed Cuddy onto the kitanda and took off her bra. He kissed her bare chest and Cuddy moaned happily.
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A few sweaty dakika later. . .

    House and Cuddy walked into House’s office from the outside entrance .Wilson was sitting at House’s desk, looking calm, the kind of calm a volkano has before it’s about to explode.
    “You finished?” Wilson irritably asked, standing up.
    “Yep,” House happily grinned, fixing his belt. Wilson sighed and walked out of House’s office. “That was fun,” House said, wrapping his arms around Cuddy’s waist.
    “It was,” Cuddy slowly replied, standing on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. She turned around and walked out of House’s office, House lovingly staring after her. House sat down in his dawati and looked through some paperwork.
    “House!” Wilson shouted from the hallway, presumably from his office door. “Why can’t I open my door?” House smiled and went back to doing paperwork.