"So, will there be a repeat performance of what we did this morning?" House alisema as he entered Lisa Cuddy's office. Cuddy looked up from her computer screen.
"House, I'm busy. wewe have clinic." She replied tersely.
House sat down in the chair across from her desk.
"No. I have an appointment with a certain Dean of Medicine, on juu of this desk, for about an hour." He alisema with a mock look at his wristwatch.
Cuddy let out an exasperated breath.
"This isn't the time au the place..."
"To screw each other's brains out? Okay. Your place au mine?" He alisema as he rested his chin on juu of his cane.
"Look, I'm not going to talk about this at work. Especially, considering that it probably wasn't one of the smartest things wewe and I have ever done." House's eyes went wide at that statement.
"Wow. I thought you'd at least wait a week before doing the whole back-peddling routine." He alisema as he stood up and walked around the dawati to stand inayofuata to her.
"House, wewe have clinic duty. We'll talk about this later." She alisema as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. House narrowed his eyes at her but turned to walk out of the office anyway.
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"I slept with Cuddy after she helped me detox." House alisema matter-of-factly to his best friend, James Wilson.
Wilson looked up from his file and stared at House looking for a sign that he was joking.
"Oh my God! wewe slept with Cuddy." He alisema in awe.
"I banged the boss alright." House alisema with a huge smile. Wilson shook his head.
"House, don't diminish the importance of this with your usual adolescent behavior. I mean this is big."
"That's what she said. Ahhh." House replied with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Wilson rolled his eyes.
"How did wewe two finally cut all the crap and...connect?"
"...After all the pain and anger...in the morning everything was easy. She had been through it with me the whole way..."
House's gaze fell to his hands. Wilson smiled fondly at his friend's admission.
"Does this mean wewe two are together?"
House sighed and started twirling his cane.
"She's uigizaji like business as usual. She also seems to think it was a lapse in judgement."
"What do wewe think?" Wilson asked.
"I think she's running like she always does..."
"Like wewe usually do." Wilson finished for him. House rolled his eyes.
"You know I slept with her before."
"When?"
"A mwezi after Stacy left the first time."
"How could I not know this?" Wilson asked incredulously.
"Sometimes, Jim, I can keep a secret."
"So, what was it like being with her again after so many years?"
House smiled a genuine smile this time and leaned into his chair.
"I forgot how good it feels when your not paying for it. The way she felt against me..." He alisema trailing off.
Wilson stood up inayofuata to House's chair.
"You've got that look in your eyes again. A look only Stacy brought out of wewe before."
"I don't regret sleeping with her." House alisema as he looked up at his friend.
"Then wewe should tell her that."
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Cuddy was sitting in the cafetaria trying to eat her saladi but found her mind constantly lingering over her tryst with House.
(A Morning Memory)
"How's your leg holding up?" She asked as she pulled the covers around her.
"I can't feel anything but pure ecstasy right now." He replied as he turned on his side to face her.
She smiled shyly at him and rested a hand against his collar, alama bone.
"I can't believe wewe carried me to the bed."
"Well, you'd be surprised how little pain one can feel when hot sex is being offered."
She rolled her eyes.
"You lunged at me. wewe threw me against the wall, the closet door, the dresser..."
"And wewe bit my lip, tongue, and neck each time."
She grinned a little and then looked at him seriously.
"Aren't wewe tired? wewe did just have a twenty-four saa detox." She alisema as she continued to trace his collar, alama bone.
"Little Greg is too preoccupied right now for the rest of my body to care." He alisema as he pulled her face into his and claimed her mouth.

"Cuddy?"
She looked up to see Wilson standing at her table.
"You know don't you."
He looked away nervously and then sat down.
"I know it happened but he didn't give me the graphic details."
She let out a sigh of relief.
"He says wewe regret it."
"He just came off a detox, and I took advantage."
Wilson couldn't help but to laugh. Cuddy glared at him.
"I'm sorry but there is no way wewe took advantage of him...What's this really about?"
She rested her chin in her hand.
"I'm his boss and he's my employee. Everyone already thinks I give him too much leeway. Also I'm a mother now which is something he still hasn't accepted...He can really hurt me sometimes." She alisema in a broken whisper.
Wilson nodded in agreement.
"I know he can, but wewe don't regret it. wewe will however, regret not giving this thing a chance...Regardless of how it came about the point is that it happened. It's an opportunity." He alisema as he gingerly touched her shoulder. Cuddy nodded slowly in return.
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"Say cheese!" House suddenly exclaimed as he used the thermo camera to take Cuddy's picture.
She looked up slightly startled kwa the sudden intrusion.
"What did wewe just do?!"
"I wanted some evidence of your undying hunger for my hot bod." He alisema as he pulled out the picture and flapped it in the air.
She stood up and walked over to him.
"Stop that! Greg this is not the place..."
"Greg? Hmmm...you haven't called me Greg since, well, since last morning when wewe were writhing under me in pleasure." He alisema loudly.
She pulled him further into the office and slammed the door shut.
"Are wewe trying to make me angry?"
"Yes!" He alisema in irritation.
She threw her hands up and let out a growl.
"This is why I can't do this with you. The power play always comes into the forefront and wewe threaten to tell the whole hospital about the sex because I don't know, wewe don't want to do clinic, au you're angry that I won't give wewe a certain case..."
"Shut up!" He alisema as he slammed his cane to the floor. She stared at him in shock.
"If I have to tell the whole damn hospital that wewe and I got it on, for wewe to finally admit this meant something to you, then that's what I'll do. But don't for once think that I would use this thing between us to get out of work au to make wewe look bad. I just want wewe to admit that wewe wanted me and wewe still want me...Cause I want you." He alisema as he stepped in to her personal space. Cuddy trembled slightly from the closeness.
"House, I..."
Ring. Ring.
Cuddy turned at the ringing phone.
"Let it ring." He said.
"I can't." She alisema and walked to her dawati and picked up the phone. House shook his head in annoyance and stomped out of the room.
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"There's the proof, Wilson." House declared as he put the picture of Cuddy on Wilson's desk.
"A thermo picture of Cuddy?"
"All that red shows heat. She's in heat for me." House alisema proudly.
"Have wewe two talked yet?"
"I talked, and she rationalized until I couldn't take it anymore."
"You argued with her."
"She did give me an idea though." House alisema with a sinister grin. Wilson looked at him nervously.
"What are wewe planning?"
House merely smiled and then limped out of the office.
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Cuddy was at the nurse's station signing off on some documents when she heard a slamming sound above her. She looked up to see House standing on the balcony. He had that evil glint in his eyes that always preceded some awful plan. She bit her lip in fear.
"Attention!"
Everyone stopped to look up. Cuddy held in a breath hoping he'd change his mind.
"I slept with Cuddy!" He alisema in a harsh,angry tone that she couldn't help but to cringe at.
Everyone turned to look at her. She smiled awkwardly and turned to walk to her office. She felt a sting in her eyes, but she refused to cry until she was safely hidden in her sanctuary.
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The blinds were closed and the door was locked. He was glad he had a key made years ago. He slowly let himself in. The room was covered in darkness.
"I know you're in here."
She turned on a dawati lamp and stood up from the couch. Her cheeks were red and a single tear was visible under her eye.
"This is just another game to you." She alisema in a hoarse voice.
He walked to stand in front of her.
"Everything is a game...our whole friendship has been a game since we met, but that's not why I did it."
"Yeah, wewe wanted me to be forced to admit that the sex meant something to me, that wewe mean something to me. So, instead of giving me space to figure out my feelings wewe humiliate me instead."
"Please, no one believes me. They all think we had sex long zamani anyway. Mostly they are all in agreement that I'm full of shit."
"But I didn't just call wewe an punda this time. I hid in my office which reveals something has changed." She replied as she moved past him to the kanzu, koti rack and put on her jacket.
"So I went about it the wrong way."
She snickered at his half-ass attempt at an apology.
"That's the only thing wewe know how to do right it seems." She alisema as she started packing up her briefcase.
"It's not the only thing." He alisema as he walked up behind her. She stilled her hands and turned around to face him.
"I'm not in the mood for innuendo."
"Okay. I'll jump to the point. I liked being with wewe that night and the inayofuata morning and I would like another chance...to be with wewe again."
She stepped into his space.
"You don't deserve it." She alisema as she stared into his eyes.
"I know but you've never been one to stay mad at me." He alisema with a gentle smile. She smiled softly back.
She shook her head and picked up her briefcase.
"Stop kwa my house at eight." She alisema as she walked passed him and out of the office.
House smiled to himself and began humming a tune as he left the office.