"I'm starved." House pouted. He rolled them gently so she was now beneath him on the couch. "I can't keep him locked away for much longer." He grunted as he unzipped himself and pulled his jeans off. House sighed happily. His bulge was evident in his boxers, but now so was the scar on his thigh. Though they had sex many times before this, it hadn't been on the couch and the tableside lamp was shining on the deformity. House had to remind himself that he was with Kytana. But maybe that was why he hesitated for the first time in front of her. She was more than just a fuck buddy. Kytana was the mother of his child. He teared his eyes away from his leg and focused on her face. Fuck. He had a kid. Where was she? Was she safe? House's thoughts pulling him away from where he was and it was frustrating as hell.