We were supposed to be at Bertha's in 734 S Broadway for dinner at 7.30 pm, so it was time for us at about 7 to leave the hotel room.
It was a few minutes before 7 pm when I turned lazily around and looked at Gregory. "What time is it, Greg?" I asked him and stretched.
Greg was staring and blinked "You always do that on purpose!" he muttered and drew me closer. I grinned but gently rested my hands on his chest.
"You know where this will lead to and I don't know what time it is by know. We are supposed to be at the restaurant at about 7.30, now hand me the watch please" I said and smiled at him.
"Kill-joy!" he muttered and lay on his back and refused to hand me the watch. A sigh slipped out of my mouth, "Fine, I'll get it by myself then" and with these words I leaned over him and stretched my arm to reach the watch on his nightstand. I just heared a gasp when I accidentially (it was!) brushed over his chest with my hips and then was pushed back on the linen. "You!" he hissed and I must have looked a bit shocked and surprised.
"I didn't do nothing at all. Now ... Greg, please!" I said and tried to free me.
"Let them wait" he murmured and bent down ...
Okaaaaaaaaay - I have to admit we were late ... about a few minutes too late ... well okay it was nearly half an hour. But we were properly dressed and even Greg wore his leather shoes. He looked gorgeous! Dressed all in black and with a glimmer in his shiny blue eyes that made my heart pound. Dr. Marks and his lover (I don't like the word) were already there and having their drinks at the bar. Marks waved at us when he saw us standing at the entrance. "Dr. House, Dr. Wilson...ehm ...Jim may I introduce you to my one and only, Fayt." I nodded and smiled "Hello you can me James, if you want to" I addressed him and we both shook hands. He looked nice and seemed to be a bit older than Marks though. "Well and you can call me, Greg" I heared Gregory saying and they both examined each others with their eyes.
"I am sorry for being late but we had to discuss something out" I apologized and saw that Greg was grinning. "Yes we got a call from the PPTH and had to tell the youngsters how to solve a problem" he grunted and rolled his eyes.
"Oh, they can't solve their problems on their own?" Fayt replied and raised an eyebrow. "Ninnies" he snorted and Greg snickered. Yeah this could be a nice and interesting evening ...
We just wanted to order some drinks as well but the waitress just came in that very moment and showed us our table. We all took seat and I looked at Marks who seemed to be somewhat nervous. "What can you recommend us here?" I asked and opened the menu.
"Crabs!" they both replied and then grinned. I returned the grin and checked the menu again ... Crabs sound good ...
To be continued - sry I have to go to breakfast now. Greg insists on coffee!