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Chapter 14

Cameron and House walked into Oscars unaware of the dark eyes that were watching their every move. Once inside, they found a table towards the back. The first thing they did was ordered two beers. Cameron looked over at the pool tables.

"Want to play a game of pool while we wait for Wilson?" She asked him.

"You play?" House asked surprised.

"Does the fact I play pool surprise you?" She asked with a smile.

"A little. We have to bet though. I can't play unless there is a bet on the table."

"Why?" She asked and pulled a twenty out of her pocket.

House raised his eyebrows. "Because it makes the game more interesting." He matched her twenty and laid it next to hers on the side of the pool table.

House won the coin toss allowing him to break first.

Cameron stood by and watched as he made shot after shot. After the fifth straight ball in, her jaw dropped. She hadn't realized he was so good. Finally, he missed, giving her a chance to catch up.

She gave him a cocky grin and told him to stand back and watch. She knew she wasn't as good as he was, by any means, but she could give him a run for his money.

House watched as she slowly moved around the pool table, calculating her move. She was dressed in tight jeans and a pink pull over sweater that barely touched the top of her jeans. When she leaned over the table, he could see soft skin peeking out from under her sweater. He suddenly felt the need to give her his assistance and hung his cane on the edge of the pool table and limped around, stopping directly behind her. He casually leaned his body into hers, nudging her legs slightly apart with his so he could move in closer, leaned over and placed his hands on top of hers, helping her guide the pool stick in the right direction.

Cameron was surprised when she felt him move behind her. His nearness was unnerving. The heat from his body and smell of his spicy cologne was almost too much for her to handle. She could feel his hot breath at the nape of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She decided to enjoy the moment and let him show her the move. She couldn't stop the large smile that crossed her face and she didn't care that he saw it.

Neither one saw a very amused Wilson, standing a few feet away, watching the scene unfolding between the two of them. He almost hated to interrupt. He moved closer and cleared his throat.

They both looked up.

"Oh, hi Wilson. House is giving me a few pointers."

"I can see that."

Cameron blushed as House stood up and walked towards Wilson. "You have great timing."

Wilson gave House a curious look. "I don't know about you guys but I'm starving. How about if I go order while you two finish your game?"

They agreed and Wilson asked them what they wanted and then made his way to the bar to place their orders and also to pick up three more beers.

Cameron and House finished their game with House pocketing her twenty dollars.

They both sat down. Cameron took a drink of her beer, enjoying the taste of the cool liquid. "Are you good at everything you do?" She asked him.

"What can I say? It's how the angels made me."

She raised her eyebrow. "The angels, huh? Angels with horns." She teased.

House smirked enjoying his own beer.

Wilson joined them a short time later, so did two burgers and one veggie burger for Cameron. All three eagerly ate their food.

Cameron couldn't help enjoy sitting with Wilson and House. Being with the two of them brought back a lot of memories she had tucked away in the back of her mind.

Half an hour later, they had finished their food, except for Cameron. House noticed she had only eaten half of her veggie burger.

Wilson excused himself when he saw an old friend sitting at the bar, leaving Cameron and House alone.

House watched her for a moment before he spoke. "So, what plans did the Aussie have tonight?"

Cameron suddenly felt uneasy. "Drinks with a friend."

He raised his eyebrows and watched her closely.

Cameron didn't have to look up to know his eyes were upon her. She took a drink of her beer and looked over at him. "What?" She asked rolling her eyes.

"Chase isn't happy you have a new job, is he?"

Cameron shrugged her shoulders. "He's a little upset."

House leaned into the table slightly. "By your body language, I would say he's more than a little upset."

"Why does it matter if he's upset or not?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It doesn't… to me. I would just think he would be happy for you."

"Did you really think he would be? He's not too crazy about me being around you again." "So, he doesn't trust you?"

Cameron let out a long sigh. "Something like that."

"Doesn't he realize that if you and I were going to fuck around, that we would have found a way to do it by now?" He stated matter of fact.

She was surprised at his terminology of them sleeping together. "Straight to the point, aren't you?"

"Best way. Isn't that how you usually operate?"

"Usually." She paused for a couple of minutes. "I think he's worried that my feelings for you are going to resurface."

"You mean the feelings you don't have any more?" "Those are the ones." She sat her beer down. "He thinks I'm foolish for accepting your offer and believes it's a step backwards."

"He's just pissed because I didn't ask him to come back." He watched her for a minute. "If this is going to cause your love life problems, maybe you should rethink it." Cameron snapped her head up and looked at him. "Why are you doing this?"

"What?" House tried to sound innocent.

"You know what." Cameron said sternly. "Do you want me to rethink my decision? I have accepted your offer House because I feel it's the best move for me. If Chase has a problem with my decision, then he and I will deal with that… privately."

House was enjoying the game too much to let it end. "It doesn't bother you that everything isn't a bed of roses in the house of luuuvvv?"

Cameron smiled running her finger around the rim of her beer bottle. "You just can't drop it can you?"

House continued to act like he didn't know what she was talking about.

She decided to play his game and put him on the edge for a change. She leaned half way across the table, inches from his face and gave him a seductive look. "You want all the naughty details about mine and Chase's sex life, House? Is that what you're looking for?" She said in a lusty voice. "Do you want to know if Chase really satisfies me or am I only pretending, when actually I'm fantasizing about you?" She slowly licked her lips, letting her words sink in before continuing. "Fantasizing what it would be like to crawl on top of you and slowly fuck your brains out? Is that what you want to hear?"

House sucked in his breath as her words entered his brain… how the look in her eyes had become dark and lusty. He had never seen her this way before. Was she being serious? He wondered. He reached up and rubbed his chin, noticing how she was sucking her bottom lip.

Cameron realized that her own breathing had become slow and heavy as she continued to stare into his deep blue eyes. It would have been so easy for her to move in and kiss him. The thought put a smile on her lips. Instead, she pulled her eyes from his and fell back into her chair. She was trying to control her breathing without him noticing the affect he had on her.

It didn't work. He had noticed that she was just affected by her move as much as he was.

Her smile faded and a more subdued look came over her face. "Chase has always thought I was foolish for caring about you. No matter how many times I have told him that I didn't have feelings for you any more, he has never been able to move past the fact that I did. And do you know what is so damn amusing about this whole situation?" She let out a little laugh, pausing to take another drink of her beer. "It's that you and I have never been intimate with one another. We had one disastrous date and there was that kiss, which was a great kiss and I dare you to deny that it wasn't because I felt you get into it… but other than that, you have always denied any feelings for me. So, in reality, it has always been in my head, hasn't it? However, Chase chooses not to believe that I have moved on."

House took a sip of his beer thankful she wasn't looking at him that way any more. He listened as she tried to rationalize the situation in Cameron terms. "Are you sure you have?" He asked in a low, deep voice.

She looked at him with dark green eyes. "What, moved on? (She paused) Absolutely." Her mouth and her head said yes but she knew her heart didn't agree.

Just then, Wilson made it back to the table and saw the look between House and Cameron. He had definitely interrupted something because one could cut the air with a knife. "Everything okay?" Not sure if he should ask.

"Cameron was just telling me a story, that's all." He said slowly, still staring into her eyes as he leaned back in his chair.

Cameron finally pulled her eyes from his and took a deep breath. "How about a game of pool Wilson?" She asked still trying to recover from the scene that had just happened a few minutes earlier.

"Sure. I suppose you want to bet."

Cameron shot House a look. "It makes the game more interesting." And she pulled out another twenty and laid it on the table.

House smiled. "My kind of girl." He waggled his eyebrows.

Cameron smiled and walked to the pool table and began to rack the balls.

Wilson eyed House suspiciously. "What's with you two?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He lied.

"Right. I definitely interrupted something. Don't think you aren't going to tell me what went on here tonight." Wilson warned sternly letting House know he wasn't going to be left in the dark again.

House ordered another beer and watched as Cameron and Wilson played pool. She was laughing and seemed to be having a great time but some how he got the feeling that underneath that dazzling smile, something wasn't right.

After a couple of hours had passed Cameron decided she better go because tomorrow was going to be a long day. Wilson thanked her for the games of pool even if he did lose two games and forty dollars to her. He agreed to give House a ride home.

She was putting on her coat when House pulled a key out of his pocket and slid it across the table towards her. "Here before I forget."

"What's this?" She asked picking up the key. "A key to your condo?" She couldn't help the grin that came across her face.

He smiled slyly. "It's a key to the office. If you're still the Cameron I remember, you'll be at there before anyone else." His smile didn't leave his face.

Cameron tilted her head and stared back at him.

Wilson watched the look that passed between House and Cameron and wondered again what was going on.

Cameron tucked the key into her front jeans pocket and House couldn't help think how lucky that key was. She told them both goodbye and secretly paid the tab before she left.