Rating: T (to be safe)
Summary: Continuation of “Paternity”

House didn’t know how long he’d been standing on that lacrosse field. But the sun had gone down hours ago and the sky was now pitch black and his breath was visible. He shook his head and downed two Vicodin before finally heading back to his car. He’d be lying if he said that his missed his old life. Looking back, college was the best time of his life. Lacrosse, running, tons of girls falling over themselves to get to him, Cuddy…he smiled faintly at those memories. She’d pursued him, but not in that way. She was intrigued by him and the way his mind worked, but refused to let herself be another one of his conquests. Well, playing hard to get was definitely the wrong move. It made him want her that much more. She became his focus and one of his biggest challenges to date. He gave her credit though, she had managed to hold him off longer than he ever could’ve imagined. But the last night they had together at Michigan…well, she finally caved. And oh what a night it was.

He grinned. “I think it’s time to pay a visit to an old friend.” The engine of his car roared to life and made its way towards her home. He knew that she wouldn’t be pleased with his middle of the night visit and was sure that she’d probably been asleep for hours, but then again where would the fun be if she was actually happy to see him?

Cuddy jolted awake at the sound of banging on her front door. She looked over at the clock. “Who in the hell is here at 1 o’clock in the morning?” The banging continued, so she grabbed her robe and pulled it on before making her way downstairs. A glance out the peephole brought a groan to her lips. She considered not opening it, but she knew him and knew that he’d bang on the door all night until he got to say whatever in the world brought him to her door at such an un-Godly hour.

When the door was yanked open, House was greeted by a very angry Lisa Cuddy. And that was a sight that made him almost giddy inside. “Geesh, it took you long enough. I’m not interrupting anything am I?” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Yes! You’re interrupting my sleep. Now tell me what you want and get out of here.”

“You’re not a very good hostess, Cuddles. Aren’t you going to let me in? It’s freezing out here.”

“Will it make you leave faster if I do?” She was way past annoyed.

“Much faster.” He agreed and was happy when she opened the door further to let him in. “Why thank you.” He stepped inside and waited until he heard the door shut to turn on her.

A startled gasp escaped her soft lips as she found herself pinned against the door. She shook herself mentally and pushed against his chest to shove him away. Her struggle was futile; however, and she soon found her hands pinned above her head by one of his. “What the hell are you doing, House?! Let go and get off me!”

“Shhh, Cuddy, you’ll wake your neighbors. And I’m here to give you something.” He smirks.

“Ugh, I don’t want it. Despite what you may think, Dr. House, I don’t want you.”

“Yeah, I seem to remember you saying that before. Of course a few minutes later and you were begging me to-….”

“If you finish that statement, I will knee you in the groin.”

His chuckle annoyed her even more. “You’ve become quite cranky in your old age, Cuddy.”

“I’m not old and stop changing the subject. Get off me.” She inhaled sharply as she felt his free hand undo the tie of her robe. “Hou…House…” She stammered, squirming slightly.

His hand slipped under the bottom of her pajama top, caressing her stomach lightly. “Trust me, Cuddles, you want what I came here to give you.” He whispers, his breath tickling her neck before his warm lips caressed the skin at her pulse point. “My my, Dr. Cuddy, your heart is racing.”

“That’s because I’m angry.” She lied which only caused him to smirk more. “Greg…” She whimpers softly as she feels his fingers slip under the band of her thong. She was losing this battle and found that she was actually happy about that. She was about to admit defeat and surrender when she felt what seemed like rolled up paper slip under the fabric where his fingers just were.

House smirked as her eyes flew open in confusion. He released her wrists and stepped back, watching her as she pulled a wad of money from the lacy waist band of her thong. “It’s all there…the remaining $2200 I owed you for the DNA test. I told you that you wanted what I came here to give you.”

She opened her mouth to speak but couldn’t figure out what to say.

“So, now you have to hold up your part of the bet and let me out of clinic duty for the week.”

“You…couldn’t this have waited until tomorrow?”

“And miss you turning to Cuddy putty in my very capable hands?”

She glared at him. “Go home.”

“You sure you want me to leave?” He grinned arrogantly

“Never been more sure about anything.” She opened the door and practically shoved him out.

“Hey! Cripple here.” He complained but the only response he got was a slamming door. “Hm…whatever will I do with my time since I don’t have to be in the clinic…Oh, Cuddy didn’t you learn in college that playing hard to get is dangerous.”