"Even if you changed the year, I'd have to wait more than a month." House moped. But it was at that moment that he realised he was growing rather fond of their time together. And he wasn't being as subtle about it. Maybe it was drabs of high from the sex. Either way, a month's break or more would do him good, or so he thought.
House moved away from her slowly and picked up her large robe from the floor. He laid it over her body gently and kissed her neck before pulling his boxers on. It wasn't Kytana he was worried about. He glanced at the empty morphine vials on the table, next to the couch. Her mind was stronger than his.