"Why do wewe hate chai so much?" Cuddy asked him as she joined him on the sofa.
"It was all my grandma ever had in her house for the summer. I got sick of it." House replied as he sipped his cocoa.
Cuddy leaned deeper against the cushions and propped her feet on the coffee table.
"Drinking chai helps me relax..."
"You look as exhausted as I feel." He alisema as he put his cup down and sat a bit closer to her. Their hands lay side kwa side but not touching.
"Two donor meetings, an explosive board meeting, and Rachel didn't fall asleep until, well, fifteen dakika before wewe knocked."
House smirked and lay his head inayofuata to hers against the sofa pillows.
"But I'm a breath of fresh air in that long orodha of irritants."
"You wish." She retorted with a grin.
"You know, wewe haven't asked me why I'm here. It is almost 1am."
"You usually tell me...I'd rather skip the tiring deflections."
"And here I thought banter was our form of foreplay." He alisema with a dramatic look of concern. Cuddy folded her arms across her chest.
"Get to it already." She alisema nonplussed.
House let out a sigh and pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her.
Cuddy opened the paper up and began to read to herself. She then looked up at House shocked.
"You won an all expense paid trip to Tahiti?!"
"Some contest I entered a few months zamani at that boring medical conference in Idaho...So, wewe wanna go?" He asked with a nonchalence that he wished was zaidi believable.
She smiled shyly at him and kissed his cheek softly.
"We haven't even 'talked' about what we're doing...We haven't even consummated our, well, whatever this thing is between us."
"Can't that be what the trip is for? Unless wewe wouldn't be adverse to steamy kitanda sex." He alisema as he propped his feet inayofuata to hers and leaned his head against her shoulder.
Cuddy laughed and nudged his head lightly with her own.
"It's in less than a week. I still need to find someone to watch Rachel, get packed, make sure everything in the hospital is covered..."
"The answer to all your needs is Wilson."
"He would babysit her for a week?"
"He already promised me that he would...Dora is at the conference in Fresno for a week and he needs something to keep his mind off of her. He loves the little pooper so..."
"Okay. But what about the hospital?"
"Wilson will oversee things with Cameron. It's all set up...All wewe have to do is accept my invitation."
Cuddy turned to look up at him. His stare was heavy with seriousness. She could tell he was worried he'd crossed a line she wasn't ready to be crossed yet. But seeing him so genuine and nervous made her smile.
"I accept." She alisema as she pulled him down to meet her lips."
After a few deep kisses the two pulled back.
"Great. wewe accept...So, hot kitanda sex?"
Cuddy rolled her eyes and threw a mto at him.
"You can wait a week."
"But Mom!!!"
Cuddy stood up. House did the same.
"Just sleep. Nothing more...but wewe can hold me tight." She alisema with smirk as she headed toward her bedroom.
"You enjoy torturing me."
"It was all my grandma ever had in her house for the summer. I got sick of it." House replied as he sipped his cocoa.
Cuddy leaned deeper against the cushions and propped her feet on the coffee table.
"Drinking chai helps me relax..."
"You look as exhausted as I feel." He alisema as he put his cup down and sat a bit closer to her. Their hands lay side kwa side but not touching.
"Two donor meetings, an explosive board meeting, and Rachel didn't fall asleep until, well, fifteen dakika before wewe knocked."
House smirked and lay his head inayofuata to hers against the sofa pillows.
"But I'm a breath of fresh air in that long orodha of irritants."
"You wish." She retorted with a grin.
"You know, wewe haven't asked me why I'm here. It is almost 1am."
"You usually tell me...I'd rather skip the tiring deflections."
"And here I thought banter was our form of foreplay." He alisema with a dramatic look of concern. Cuddy folded her arms across her chest.
"Get to it already." She alisema nonplussed.
House let out a sigh and pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her.
Cuddy opened the paper up and began to read to herself. She then looked up at House shocked.
"You won an all expense paid trip to Tahiti?!"
"Some contest I entered a few months zamani at that boring medical conference in Idaho...So, wewe wanna go?" He asked with a nonchalence that he wished was zaidi believable.
She smiled shyly at him and kissed his cheek softly.
"We haven't even 'talked' about what we're doing...We haven't even consummated our, well, whatever this thing is between us."
"Can't that be what the trip is for? Unless wewe wouldn't be adverse to steamy kitanda sex." He alisema as he propped his feet inayofuata to hers and leaned his head against her shoulder.
Cuddy laughed and nudged his head lightly with her own.
"It's in less than a week. I still need to find someone to watch Rachel, get packed, make sure everything in the hospital is covered..."
"The answer to all your needs is Wilson."
"He would babysit her for a week?"
"He already promised me that he would...Dora is at the conference in Fresno for a week and he needs something to keep his mind off of her. He loves the little pooper so..."
"Okay. But what about the hospital?"
"Wilson will oversee things with Cameron. It's all set up...All wewe have to do is accept my invitation."
Cuddy turned to look up at him. His stare was heavy with seriousness. She could tell he was worried he'd crossed a line she wasn't ready to be crossed yet. But seeing him so genuine and nervous made her smile.
"I accept." She alisema as she pulled him down to meet her lips."
After a few deep kisses the two pulled back.
"Great. wewe accept...So, hot kitanda sex?"
Cuddy rolled her eyes and threw a mto at him.
"You can wait a week."
"But Mom!!!"
Cuddy stood up. House did the same.
"Just sleep. Nothing more...but wewe can hold me tight." She alisema with smirk as she headed toward her bedroom.
"You enjoy torturing me."
When does upendo become something we need, rather than something we want? upendo was seen as something special a long time ago. Now upendo is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. upendo is common currency when wewe are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older wewe get. Do we not care about the substance of what upendo was and not what it has been made into today kwa commercialisation from American sinema and televisheni commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience upendo for real, can we maoni and judge others who are in Love. upendo means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of upendo is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? upendo is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.