Jennifer Morrison at the Padres Contra El Cancer Annual Stand for Hope 5K Run Walk, Rose Bowl

Lollipop Isues 4

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Cuddy's house
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Cuddy-so....why are tu really here...
House-because...I wanted to see if those two would hit it off... And if I went inicial than I could find them having sex.....
Cuddy-is that all....
House-no.....can I ask tu something without tu lying to me...
Cuddy-of course....
House-do tu like me.....like más than a friend o employee...
Cuddy-we both know our relationship is going somewhere ..... And yes....I have liked tu ever since that one día at college...
House-I thought tu forgot about that....
Cuddy-nope.....I remember every...

"My dad wants to meet tu for navidad dinner." Remy dicho as she handed James a mug of hot cocoa.
"He does? That is...understandable." He dicho with a nervous twitch. Remy smiled and sank down siguiente to him on the sofa.
"My dad is actually very laid back about my significant others. He'll adore you. I mean, who couldn't?" She declared before placing a chaste kiss on his cheek. He grinned and took a sip of his drink.
"I haven't met a girlfriend's father in a long time...What does your dad like?"
"He is in to cine and reality shows. He isn't in to sports. So, wooing him with baloncesto tickets...

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The supermercado Savior


He stood in the produce aisle, grappling at a rather large erroneous looking tomato, his eyes fixated across the room where a brunette woman paused, handling her own set of vegetables. Wrapping his tomate in a plastic bag, he twisted a tie around the parte superior, arriba and placed the tarnished red comida inside his cart. Again he eyed the woman. She had finished her comparison of two sets of Kale greens...

Chapter 1: Enough is Never Enough
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of House M.D. All characters/thematic concepts are owned por David apuntalar, costa and Co.

The distinct sound of wood courting hardwood resonated throughout House’s once-empty, recluse apartment, the hollow bachelor’s pad that had served as his proscenium stage and knew him all too well. The stage that had tacitly reciprocated a promise: to never leave. Unlike Stacey, his indigenous thigh muscle, and his once “less miserable” outlook on life, his apartment had never negated o forsaken him. In fact, if his apartment walls...

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House was led up adelante, hacia adelante por an impatient Lisa Cuddy. The sum was slowly decending out of the sky and Cuddy lay herself down on the warm deck of the yacht. House popped 3 Vicodin and waited for a few minutos for the desired effect before he lowered himself over his lover. She looked at him with passion and lust in her eyes. House felt her envolver, abrigo her legs around his hips, tugging him closer. He allowed his hands to wander over her body before wrapping his arms around her back commence in untying her bikini. She gasped...

Neither House o Cuddy knew what Wilson had planned and as they packed their bags, they'd never thought of the idea of Wilson setting them up. Cuddy had, had a suspicion but it didn't really bother her because House dicho 'My leg is too sore to go to work for two weeks and that he could diagnose from his apartment.'
House had popped two Vicodin before settling in for yet another 'I'm an insomniac so I'll wake up in the middle of the night' routine.
Cuddy, however, had already put herself to cama and was asleep. She had called her mum to come and babysit Rachel whilst she was on her 'business...