I pace in front of Cuddy's office a few dozen times before she apparently notices me and opens her office door, causing me to jump about a foot in the air.

"Wilson?" she asks, worry written all over her face. "What's wrong?"

Making sure that no one is watching the two of us, I gesture into her office and she awkwardly nods at me, holding the door open for me to enter.

She gestures for me to sit and I do so, tapping my hands against my knees as I tend to do when I'm nervous.

"What's wrong?" she repeats.

I look up at her and gulp; my throat suddenly dry.

"I um…" I say weakly. "We're friends, right?"

"Of course, James," she replies, looking at me in utter confusion. "Why are you acting like this? What has gotten into you?"

Looking quickly around her empty office, once more nervous about people overhearing, I sigh and close my eyes tightly.

"I kissed House," I finally say, my voice barely above a whisper.

When Cuddy doesn't reply, I force my eyes open and she's staring at me dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry," she finally says. "Can you repeat that? It sounded like you said-"

"I kissed House!" I exclaim, standing from my seat and beginning to pace in front of her desk. "Or he kissed me. I'm not really sure on who started it but either way-"

Throwing myself back into the chair, I grasp my hair in my hands. There's no way that House and I really kissed. This is all some bad dream. Some awkward and humiliating dream.

"Will you say something?" I ask Cuddy, looking back up at her. To my aggravation, there's a smile on her face. "Are you laughing?"

She's laughing so hard that she can only nod in answer.

"This isn't funny!" I nearly yell at her. "I'm married and I just kissed my best friend!"

Cuddy nearly instantly stops laughing and instead, raises an eyebrow at me.

"What?"

"Can you repeat the second half of what you just said?"

I gape at her. "That I'm married and just kissed my best friend?"

She nods. "Interesting."

Once more, I'm on my feet. Of all people, I thought that she would be understanding to me. Although, my only other real choice would have been going to Cameron and as Cameron works for House, that probably wouldn't be in my best interest.

"Wilson, calm down," Cuddy says rolling her eyes at me. "I'm not making fun of you. I just find it odd that you're more upset over kissing House than kissing a man. We both know you're not upset because you're married as you've had no issue with that before."

I choose to glare at her for the comment about my past infidelity and then relax my face.

She's right.

The fact that I kissed a man never jumped into my brain. The fact that I kissed House, sure. But I never even took into account that he's a man.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

"You're right."

Cuddy doesn't respond at me, forcing me to continue talking.

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

She finally takes pity on me and stands from her desk, walking around it to sit on its top so she's closer to me. Then she shrugs. So much for thinking it was pity. "I don't know what to say," she tells me softly. "I mean…are you attracted to him?"

I want to answer 'no' immediately. But I can't seem to be able to.

"I don't know," I finally reply.

"Well maybe you should find that out," she replies.