Disclaimer – I don't own Cameron or House. I wish I did own Hugh Laurie. I'll add it to my Christmas list.
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Once the door was firmly shut, Cameron pressed her ear to it, listening to the somewhat soothing sound of House's footsteps.
step thump; step thump; step thump.
Sinking to the floor, she drew her knees up to her chest, trying to control her shaky breaths. Why was she so nervous? She had been on dates before. Lots of dates. Why should this one be any different? Because it is different a voice inside her said. Because this means more. "It shouldn't." She told herself sternly. "It's just a date. It's not a marriage proposal."
Even though his footsteps were long gone, Allison still heard them in her mind.
step thump; step thump; step thump.
And as much as she tried to deny it, Allison knew.
It was more.