A/N: Inspiration! I'm working on Dark Skies this weekend also, for those reading that…no promises though. Another idea I got at work. The pic I'm referring to can be found of you google 'Jennifer Morrison online' and go to the carniverous carnival site... I went looking for it for my little brother.
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"Cameron!" House barked through the open door from his office.
"Yeah," she answered as she sifted through the file cabinet.
"Get in here!" She couldn't tell if he was being impatient or not. Cameron closed the file drawer and headed into his office.
House casually crossed his legs at the ankles and folded his hands behind his head as he swiveled in his chair to look at her, amusement playing behind his blue eyes. "So…ever heard of Stuff magazine?" He asked casually as he raised an eyebrow.
She could feel her face blush as she recalled the modeling she'd done back in her first couple years of college. She swallowed hard as she tried to sound nonchalant. "Yeah, sure, it's a men's magazine, like GQ. Why?"
"I think you know why," he stated plainly as he gestured towards his computer screen. Cameron walked, shaking ever so slightly, around his desk and saw one of those old modeling pictures covering his entire screen. She was leaning against a support beam on the roof of a building; she remembered that it had been unusually warm the night they'd done that photo shoot. She wore a small, shiny leather skirt that didn't cover much more than her ass, and a string bikini top to match. She nearly laughed, bit her lip, and turned back to House.
She took a deep breath. "Yeah…I modeled in college. I have the proofs at my apartment if you ever want to come over and see some more." As she walked away and down the hall with a little smile on her face, she missed the gape that she'd put on House's.
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