It was strange to her, why she was beginning to think about him, in lebih of a liking way. Of course, she liked him, even though he bugged the living hell out of her some days, but it was lebih than a friendship liking. Yes, her plan was to meet him, to study him, because lunatics interested her. But, she thought he’d never be lebih than a study for her. And, she thought wrong. “I’m trying to work on a paper. What do anda want?” She glances up from her studies, as he walks in the lounge of the university. “Whatcha workin’ on?” “Work.” She gives an ‘obviously’...
Eight hours later, and House had just woken up, and was staring happily at Cuddy who was sleeping soundly in his tempat tidur selanjutnya to him. He moved a stray curl from her face, and smiled as she began to wake-up. Cuddy let out a happy sigh, before she smiled as she noticed House was still in tempat tidur with her.
Cuddy: What time is it?
House: Nearly five.
Cuddy relaxed into the pillow.
Cuddy: That was great.
House: anda like?
Cuddy: I like, a lot.
Cuddy smiled, before she slipped out from beneath the sheets, and began picking up her clothes which where around her, and began to get dressed,
Wilson: She’s emotional and hormonal. She doesn’t know what she wants.
House: I know when to blame it on hormones. What she told anda was the truth.
(Wilson could see House was upset about it but wouldn’t dare tampil it.)
Wilson: So what are anda going to do?
(House met Wilson’s eyes.)
(House came out of the elevator, and collected some notes from the reception. He looked into the clinic and could see Cuddy standing there. He wanted to go over and look after her-but he stopped himself. Instead, he walked off unbeknownst to him Cuddy watched him walk away with a feeling...