It's You

"C'mon, admit it," she teases. "You have a crush. Even just a little one."

House frowns at her and raps his cane on the edge of her desk. He doesn't answer.

"Ooooh, scary. You hit my desk with your cane!"

His frown turns to a glare.

"Admit it and I won't bug you about it anymore."

"Admit what?"

"That you have a crush," she grins at him. "Who is it? Who is it that has somehow found a way to melt your heart of ice?"

He scowls. Narrows his eyes. Sighs loudly.

"You."

"What?"

"You. It's you."

Her eyes widen.

fin.