A/N:Hey guys...I was thinking about starting up this fic after I read a Cuddy/Thirteen fic and I thought it was really sweet so I decided to do one. It will be really new to me as I am an avid Huddy shipper but I will try and make it as 'realistic' in terms of the relationship. (I am a bi-sexual myself so I can relate). So, read and review please.


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Rewinding

House was at Главная thinking about what he saw early in that day. Cuddy, Dean of Medicine of the Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, the object of his fantasies, was Поцелуи someone in her office. He got up of the sofa, put down the glass of whiskey on the таблица and grabbed his keys.

Cuddy relaxing on her sofa, her hair was still wet, her hand held a glass of red wine. She kept thinking about the Kiss and on her face was smile. Suddenly there was a knock on her door.

She looked at the time, 11 pm. At her door there was House.

“House?” She shook her head.

“Who was he?” He asked....