House woke up late the suivant morning to find someones limbs curled around him. He turned his head slightly to get a look at the person. He knew it was Cuddy, but she looked peaceful and beautiful. House wanted to etch that image of her into his mind and keep it forever.

Cuddy twitched and moved. "Hey," she a dit to House
"Goodmorning, my little theif," he replied
Cuddy couldn't believe that he was able to crack jokes after just waking up.
"Funny," she saidd, "I thought toi were as guilty as I..."
"I am,"

Cuddy rolled on haut, retour au début of House and lent her mouth to his ear, "How 'bout a nice breakfast for your little theif, then?"
House shoved her off playfully, "What toi want?"
"Coffee and..." she had to think hard. She wanted to have a treat, "Pancakes."
"Sure,"

House climbed out of the bed, put his pants on and made his way to the kitchen. Cuddy followed his lead, but put on of his shirts on.

"You know what's funny?" she asked
"What?"
"That yesterday we were at each others throat,"
"No, toi were at my throat yesterday and I was at your throat the jour before," he a dit in a matter-of-factly tone
"Why do we do that?"
"Because we are both people who want something, but are jsut too stubborn to admit what they want"
"Well, I'll admit then," she replied in a smart voice "I l’amour you, Greg"
Her arms wrapped around his waist as she kissed his neck.
"And, I'm going to be stubborn and not admit anything to you" he smiled
Cuddy was part way through s’embrasser his shoulder and at these word she bit him.
"Fine!" he yelped "I l’amour toi too, Lisa" he a dit spinning and nearly wiping Cuddy off her feet. He caught her in one arm, bent her back and kissed her, all the time his leg in pain which he fought down.


TBC