a couple

What's this? Two mises à jour in one day? It's madness, I tell you, madness! Mwa hahahahahaha...

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    Lisa’s eyes smarted as she got out of her car, the wind irritating them even further. Bypassing her trailer entirely, she went straight to wardrobe and changed back into the clothes Cuddy had been wearing at the end of Under My Skin, stalling for time. But suddenly, on her way back out, she stopped in her tracks and turned around slowly, looking at the rack of House’s clothes, all the hangers dated and labeled for easy access. The suit Hugh was slated to wear for the day’s...

January 17, 2010.
The ceremony of the Golden Globe Award was over, everyone was in a lounge for a drink and chat with friends, had live sound, waiters everywhere offering snacks and drinks with champagne.
Hugh was talking to David and Greg ... while Lisa was with... Angelina Jolie? "
"They should dance! Why nobody dances?! "Hugh a dit with great emotion.
"If nobody dances I will!" a dit Hugh and went to Lisa.
"Oh Hugh Laurie! Congratulations for the Golden Globe, I told Lisa I l’amour the montrer and nice to meet toi "said Angelina.
"Hello, nice also, nice to meet toi Brad, thanks for the congratulations,...

I am trying to do it all. Keep checking. plus are coming...
Ehm...I am not quite sure about this one thou. I mean, just tell me whether toi truly like this chapter, I am kinda Lost here this time. It's like I can't...feel them as I wish I were able to these days. Does this make sense to you? I am a little off my game I guess. Sorry if it's not the chapter of the year...


Previously

She got her breath, “Do toi really wanna know.... “ she started off, coldly panting a bit “Do toi really wanna know....what I think?”
Hugh’s eyes softened again.
“Yes please...” he said, squeezing her hand...

Previously on Just Friends...

    “Too soon?” Hugh nudged at her head with his nose until she turned back to look at him again, their lips only the barest half an inch apart. “No. It’s been too long par far.”
    Lisa’s eyes floated almost all the way closed as she waited for him to lean vers l'avant, vers l’avant and Kiss her again; but Hugh was not about to let her off that easily. Just slightly his lips whispered against hers, the contact so fleeting she thought surely she’d imagined it; there was his breath drifting lightly against her cheek; there was his...

“So…?” she asked him, glancing up once again “What’s on your mind?”
Hugh stalled for a moment. Then shook his head, smiling feebly “Nothing….nothing, really…I was just…I…”
“You’ve been pretty pensive all night long toi know….” she cut him off, gently “…and I have seen enough of that look on your face to recognize the signs….” she added smiling with her eyes.
Hugh dropped his jaw a little. Then something began to warm him up.
She crossed her arms over her chest, staring up at him sweetly “…will toi please let me in?”
A real smile erupted on his face...

hello, it's my seconde Huli article, I hope toi won't be cruel to me.

Lisa

Lisa was watching tv while drinking peppermint thé on her coach in her Los Angeles apartment. Her chiens was lying par her feet on red carpet, Kapkow was chewing one of chiens cookies. His fourrure was tickling Lisa’s fingertips. It was about afternoon and she was thinking about making le dîner, salle à manger soon. But first she wanted to finish her soap. They already started filming suivant season but she still had a lot of free time. She was tired of trips and parties so now she started to relax at accueil and even started watching those soaps. Before...

AN: This is a bit of a companion piece to “Guilt” (link) but can also be read as a stand-alone.
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Confessions

He kept his eyes glued to the ceiling, focused on the the fading white paint, ignoring the chatter of the city that could be heard from the open window. The sheets covered the lover half of his body, his bare chest exposed in the heat; and he shifted slightly, the woman besides him stirring. Looking over at her, he leaned closer to her face, just enough to let his lips brush her forehead, blue orbs met an exhausted pair of gray ones.

The woman besides him shifted closer into...

Contained herein: 2,494 of the total 41,544 words that this story has abused, misused, and otherwise tortured...

(Stunt words have been used. No actual words were harmed in the making of this story. Except perhaps the three most noticeable words in the précédant chapter)

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    “You know toi can’t put that down if toi have any reds in your hand,” Hugh a dit suspiciously as Lisa began cackling triumphantly. “I’m watching you, miss.”
    “And I’m watching you. Which is why I’m making it blue, because I know toi don’t have any of those…”...