"I remember as we slept, I held my palm softly against your right breast. I could feel your pulse, and as I traced your nipple and felt toi lean against my hand even more, I realized how hard I could fall for you." House a dit from his siège on the sofa. Cuddy stopped her packing and walked to sit near him.
"Is that why toi weren't there when I woke up?"
He smiled sadly and turned to meet her eyes.
"I'm sorry that I left...If I hadn't..."
"What? toi think we'd be married now?" She asked with a curious gaze.
He chuckled bitterly and stood up.
"No...I'd screw it up somehow...However, maybe if I had stayed, then we would at least be sharing this hotel room, instead of me doubling up with Wilson...and Lucas would be with some other single mother who is desperately trying to déplacer on from the one man who makes her cœur, coeur full of fire."
Cuddy closed her eyes briefly and then stood up beside him.
"I didn't want to keep it from you..."
"It's okay, Cuddy. I was in the loony bin and toi had time to think things over..."
She walked closer to him and placed a hand on his chest.
"You do bring out the feu in me and sometimes the ice...and I would never ask for anything else, but it's not just me anymore." She a dit as she gestured to her sleeping daughter. House put a hand over haut, retour au début of where Cuddy's rested on his chest.
"Just because I wasn't that guy before doesn't mean I can't try to be that guy now...I wasn't willing then, but I am willing now."
Cuddy kissed his hand and then met his eyes once more.
"I know toi are, but maybe I'm not."
His eyes closed for a moment and then he drew her hand away. He started for the door. Cuddy shook her head to herself feeling unsure of her decision.
"House, It doesn't mean I don't care about you..."
House stopped at the door and on impulse limped back to her and invaded her personal space.
"You plus than care about me... someone told me once that toi can't feel that much guilt without love." He a dit before gently s’embrasser her cheek. Cuddy shivered under the sensation.
"Good night, Lisa." He a dit as he finally left her room.
"Is that why toi weren't there when I woke up?"
He smiled sadly and turned to meet her eyes.
"I'm sorry that I left...If I hadn't..."
"What? toi think we'd be married now?" She asked with a curious gaze.
He chuckled bitterly and stood up.
"No...I'd screw it up somehow...However, maybe if I had stayed, then we would at least be sharing this hotel room, instead of me doubling up with Wilson...and Lucas would be with some other single mother who is desperately trying to déplacer on from the one man who makes her cœur, coeur full of fire."
Cuddy closed her eyes briefly and then stood up beside him.
"I didn't want to keep it from you..."
"It's okay, Cuddy. I was in the loony bin and toi had time to think things over..."
She walked closer to him and placed a hand on his chest.
"You do bring out the feu in me and sometimes the ice...and I would never ask for anything else, but it's not just me anymore." She a dit as she gestured to her sleeping daughter. House put a hand over haut, retour au début of where Cuddy's rested on his chest.
"Just because I wasn't that guy before doesn't mean I can't try to be that guy now...I wasn't willing then, but I am willing now."
Cuddy kissed his hand and then met his eyes once more.
"I know toi are, but maybe I'm not."
His eyes closed for a moment and then he drew her hand away. He started for the door. Cuddy shook her head to herself feeling unsure of her decision.
"House, It doesn't mean I don't care about you..."
House stopped at the door and on impulse limped back to her and invaded her personal space.
"You plus than care about me... someone told me once that toi can't feel that much guilt without love." He a dit before gently s’embrasser her cheek. Cuddy shivered under the sensation.
"Good night, Lisa." He a dit as he finally left her room.
