Chapter 14
She walked in first and looked around at her new "home". She stared in awe at all the little and big changes all around her. Obviously House had been very busy earlier that day. He'd been missing for several hours that morning and into the afternoon, but that was nothing where Housian behavior was concerned.
"This is where you were all morning." She stated. He came up beside her and motioned around.
"I wasn't exactly sure what you wanted to keep here and what you wanted to store, so I just kinda went the practical route. Your couch is newer and slightly bigger so it stayed, mine went. Your coffee maker is nicer and so on." He explained.
Cameron walked around the space touching and looking at everything. He'd done a good job, everything looked like it belonged. She came to a stop behind the piano, against the wall. She reached out and touched her treadmill stand, which was now located in the corner.
"That was the hardest thing to find a spot for. I insisted on it though. You won't have to use the ones at work anymore, so it'll make your day a little easier." He further explained.
She saw what he meant as she looked closer at the piano. It was now pushed all the way over by the wall to allow plenty of room for access to both pieces of furniture.
She then headed to the bedroom, House at her heels. Along the way she noticed the pictures from her house lined the hallway walls. She made no mention of it, just kept going. When she walked into the bedroom, she stopped a few steps in and House came to a halt beside her. She was completely puzzled.
He'd moved the bed to accommodate her bedside table. Her dresser was added next to his. She was sure that if she looked in the closet, the crate masquerading as a storage compartment would be gone, and all of her personal items would be put neatly away. Which didn't explain why a pile of clothing lay on the floor by her feet. Her blue silk shirt, gray-blue pantsuit –vest, slacks, jacket-, tan stockings and matching blue underwear and bra all piled in a crumpled heap on the floor.
He noticed her confusion and started to talk as he walked over to the bed and sat down facing her. He threw his can on the bed behind him. "Do you remember the day I gave you that set of keys?" She nodded and silently reaching into her coat pocket fingering them. Since that day, they she never went anywhere without them. "The day before, you wore this outfit." He gestured to the clothing between them. "And I suddenly realized how hot you looked." Cameron took a deep breath at this. "Librarian hot." He clarified. "Your clothes were perfectly arranged, your hair properly pulled back from your face and your glasses sat on your nose mocking any disorder around you. I wanted more than anything right then, to have these clothes crumpled up at the foot of my bed." He stopped and looked right at her.
"Was it just sex? She asked softly. She wasn't mad yet, he noticed.
"I thought it was. I went and got those keys made and thought you would get the hint and be there when I got home. You are pretty smart," he teased, "but when I got home, not a creature was stirring, except Steve, of course. I realized then how much I wanted you here, not just for sex, but here." He cocked his head at her thoughtfully. "You never did tell me why you showed up that night." He waited.
She looked at him like she was finally putting pieces into place. She finally smiled. "No…I never did." She stepped out of her pumps and walked forward, sweeping the clothing aside with a foot and came to a stop right in front of him, resting her palms on his shoulders. "I realized that it was my final chance to be with you, in any capacity. If I still wanted to try, this was it. You were worth it and I still wanted to try."
"Oh, You!" He pointed at her face, looking at her askance. "It's all about sex with you, isn't it?" He said breaking the tension.
She started to laugh and pushed his shoulders, forcing him back on the bed. "Right now? Yes, it is!" She growled at him and straddled him.
On the floor another set of clothes joined House's dream pile.
Author's Note:
I never thought I would have more than seven chapters to this story and too many people to thank when I started this little story! Thank you from the bottom of my heart, you keep me going, honestly. You truly are the reason I keep writing and why I update so fast. So keep reviewing and I'll keep writing, deal? Now I would like to take a minute to thank a few that have stood out. I have way too many to thank everybody individually, so I hope I don't hurt anybodies feelings, not my intention at all.
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