After
After an unexpected and passionate kiss in her own office, Cuddy was ready to go home. Just a few signatures more on a bunch of papers that the Head Nurse left in the lobby and that was it. She met Wilson, who was about to sign out.
“James.”
“Lisa.”
House showed up and join them.
“Hello people. What did I miss? Dirty little secrets?”
“What?! No!” Cuddy said almost screaming.
“Ah, well we could be talking about that. There’s a lot going on in this hospital.” Wilson said.
“Ohhh I know! You don’t even imagine what a man can discover by looking at little details.” House started. “Like the hands for example. When someone is nervous, usually they move their hands and play with their fingers.”
Cuddy looked at her own hands and immediately stopped playing with her fingers. House continued.
“And the legs... oh yeah! Not only they are appealing to a men’s view but usually if someone is standing up with crossed legs it’s a obvious sign of insecurity.” House added to his observations.
Cuddy uncrossed her legs quickly, hoping that none of the guys catch her.
“Wow! The master of observations has spoken! You should reveal your secrets more often you know?” Wilson said.
“Oh Jimmy, Jimmy. I have more than those simple tricks.” House said winking.
“This conversation is very interesting but I have to go.” Cuddy said, putting a couple of folders in her briefcase, trying to get the hell out of there.
Meanwhile, Wilson kept thinking about the tricks that The master of observation had just told not realizing that House was actually staring at Cuddy.
“Already Miss Dean of Medicine?” House asked.
“Well, some people have more to do than just walking around the hospital and talking about tricks to whatever you used them for.” Cuddy said quickly.
“Ouch!” Wilson laughed.
House grinned. “I use them to find dirty little secrets. Are you nervous Doctor Cuddy?”
Cuddy froze. “Why should I be nervous?”
Wilson looked at House and then to Cuddy, enjoying their interaction.
“I don’t know, you tell me.” House said looking deeply into her eyes.
Cuddy laughed. House could tell it was a nervous laugh, however he was the only who could.
“Come on House, maybe our Dean have a date tonight and she wants to get ready.” Wilson said smiling.
“I’m sure it’s that.” House said waiting for her answer.
“Your hormones must be on fire guys; I have work to do, a lot of paper work to deal with. Because there are certain doctors, that don’t bother fill their own, making my job miserable.” Cuddy said looking directly at House.
“Can I give you some advice? Those doctors should be punished! Because, that is just outrageous! ”
House said with his drama queen look.
Cuddy gave him a “bite me” look. “Have a good night.” She told Wilson and House.
“Night Cuddy.” Wilson said.
“Sleep tight Mistress-I-have-to-much-work-and-I-don’t-stop-whining.” House sarcastically replied.
Both, House and Wilson stood there watching her leave; both of them appreciating her silhouette.
At her house, Cuddy let her jacket join her briefcase on the floor. She was headed to the shower, taking her clothes off along the way. The water was hot and quickly, her mind put her in her office, a couple of hours before of that day.
After an unexpected and passionate kiss in her own office, Cuddy was ready to go home. Just a few signatures more on a bunch of papers that the Head Nurse left in the lobby and that was it. She met Wilson, who was about to sign out.
“James.”
“Lisa.”
House showed up and join them.
“Hello people. What did I miss? Dirty little secrets?”
“What?! No!” Cuddy said almost screaming.
“Ah, well we could be talking about that. There’s a lot going on in this hospital.” Wilson said.
“Ohhh I know! You don’t even imagine what a man can discover by looking at little details.” House started. “Like the hands for example. When someone is nervous, usually they move their hands and play with their fingers.”
Cuddy looked at her own hands and immediately stopped playing with her fingers. House continued.
“And the legs... oh yeah! Not only they are appealing to a men’s view but usually if someone is standing up with crossed legs it’s a obvious sign of insecurity.” House added to his observations.
Cuddy uncrossed her legs quickly, hoping that none of the guys catch her.
“Wow! The master of observations has spoken! You should reveal your secrets more often you know?” Wilson said.
“Oh Jimmy, Jimmy. I have more than those simple tricks.” House said winking.
“This conversation is very interesting but I have to go.” Cuddy said, putting a couple of folders in her briefcase, trying to get the hell out of there.
Meanwhile, Wilson kept thinking about the tricks that The master of observation had just told not realizing that House was actually staring at Cuddy.
“Already Miss Dean of Medicine?” House asked.
“Well, some people have more to do than just walking around the hospital and talking about tricks to whatever you used them for.” Cuddy said quickly.
“Ouch!” Wilson laughed.
House grinned. “I use them to find dirty little secrets. Are you nervous Doctor Cuddy?”
Cuddy froze. “Why should I be nervous?”
Wilson looked at House and then to Cuddy, enjoying their interaction.
“I don’t know, you tell me.” House said looking deeply into her eyes.
Cuddy laughed. House could tell it was a nervous laugh, however he was the only who could.
“Come on House, maybe our Dean have a date tonight and she wants to get ready.” Wilson said smiling.
“I’m sure it’s that.” House said waiting for her answer.
“Your hormones must be on fire guys; I have work to do, a lot of paper work to deal with. Because there are certain doctors, that don’t bother fill their own, making my job miserable.” Cuddy said looking directly at House.
“Can I give you some advice? Those doctors should be punished! Because, that is just outrageous! ”
House said with his drama queen look.
Cuddy gave him a “bite me” look. “Have a good night.” She told Wilson and House.
“Night Cuddy.” Wilson said.
“Sleep tight Mistress-I-have-to-much-work-and-I-don’t-stop-whining.” House sarcastically replied.
Both, House and Wilson stood there watching her leave; both of them appreciating her silhouette.
At her house, Cuddy let her jacket join her briefcase on the floor. She was headed to the shower, taking her clothes off along the way. The water was hot and quickly, her mind put her in her office, a couple of hours before of that day.
