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The door of the elevator opened then, and House stepped off without answering her. Shaking her head, Cameron followed.
House joined the queue in the cafeteria just as Wilson was paying for his lunch. Quickly, he grabbed a Rubin and a juice, then limped towards a table, calling to the cashier as he did "Don't forget to add this to his bill". Wilson looked up in surprise, not having noticed House come into the room. He then glanced down the queue and noticed Cameron grabbing a salad and a carton of chocolate milk, and gestured for her to join him.
"You might as well add this on too" he told the cashier then took Camerons elbow and guided her towards the table that House had claimed. He was busy munching his Rubin, and looked up in surprise when Cameron sat down opposite him. Cameron noticed that his cell phone was nowhere to be seen.
Wilson took the seat on Houses left. He smiled at Cameron, then turned to greet House.
"So, what brings the two of you down here for lunch? Is there something going on that I should know about?"
House grimaced, and finished his mouthful of food.
"We didn't come together….she just happened to be going in the same direction as I was. Where's Cuddy? Thought you two would be sharing your lunch today?"
Wilson almost choked on his food. He looked at House warily.
"Why would you say that?" he queried House.
"Oh, no reason" smirked House.
Cameron watched the two of them in confusion, wondering what was going on.
Wilson cleared his throat, and changed the subject.
"Sooooo….new case today?" he asked.
"Nope" replied House. "Sooooo….how was your date last night?"
Wilsons face flushed, and he dropped his eyes from Houses, a guilty expression on his face.
Cameron stared at him with new interest. If House was ribbing him about a date, it must be some juicy gossip. And from the look on Wilsons face, it must be REALLY juicy.
"My date was fine, thank you House" smiled Wilson, looking a little nervous. How much did House know, he wondered.
"Anyone we know?" he asked casually, and Wilson groaned inside. He knew.
"I don't think so, House" he replied as casually as he could. House was grinning widely, completely enjoying how uncomfortable he was making Wilson. Cameron was still watching the two of them curiously.
"Did you find out who that message was from yesterday?" Wilson asked House, and all of a sudden, it was House looking uncomfortable.
House could feel Camerons eyes on him, burning him with there intensity.
"No I didn't" snapped House "but my money is still on Cuddy".
Wilson narrowed his eyes at House.
"What makes you think it's Cuddy?" he asked.
"Well, it's not you, thank GOD! And I'm pretty sure it's not my Mother. Cos that would be just sick. And I highly doubt it was my lawyer, he just doesn't seem the type. Cuddy is the only other person who knows my cell number."
"Are you sure you haven't given it to anyone else?" asked Wilson.
"Yeah, I'm sure" House snarked back "and unless Cuddy has written a for a good time call House message in the female toilets, I don't see how anyone else would have gotten it. So it has to be Cuddy".
"What kind of message was it House?" asked Cameron.
Turning to Wilson, she said "He got another one this morning".
Wilsons eyes grew wide, and Houses head snapped round to Cameron, his eyes throwing daggers her way.
"Thanks so much for your input Dr Cameron. Don't you have paperwork to finish, lives to save etc etc." House made a shooing motion with his hands. Cameron rolled her eyes and got up from the table, clearing her tray as she left.
"Bye Wilson" she smiled coyly in his direction.
"What was that?" asked House suspiciously.
"What was what?" asked Wilson, an innocent expression on his face.
"That look she gave you then….what was that?"
"I don't know what you're talking about House, there was no look". Wilson stared intently at House before asking "So, another message this morning, huh?"
"Yeah, while I was on my way down here. And there was a couple last night as well". House fished around in his pocket and pulled his phone out. He handed it to Wilson so he could see the messages.
Wilson quickly read the messages, his eyes growing wider with each one.
"No way!" he choked out. "There is no way that those are from Cuddy".
"Know that for a fact, Wilson?" House asked, with a wicked grin on his face.
Wilson blushed again.
"You know?"
"Of course I know, you idiot, did you really think you could hide something like that from me?" House was enjoying needling Wilson. "Besides, only Cuddy wears that particular shade of lipstick you have there on your collar!" House pointed to Wilsons collar with his free hand, while stuffing the last of his Rubin in his mouth.
Wilson looked down horrified, then realized that House was just stirring the pot.
"Oh, you're just too funny, aren't you?" he growled. "Child".
Laughing, House got up from the table, grabbed the bag of crisps that Wilson had on his tray and hobbled off, leaving his own tray of rubbish for Wilson to clear. Shaking his head, Wilson called after him.
"So, if it's not Cuddy, then who could possibly be your favorite fantasy?"
House stopped midstride and turned towards Wilson, who was standing near the garbage with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Geez, could you say it a little louder, I think Nurse Brenda down in clinic missed that!" he griped.
Turning again, he made his way to the elevator. While he was waiting for it to arrive, he pulled his phone back out and took another look at the last message he had received. Just reading it again made his pulse quicken. Riding up in the elevator, he fantasized about his favorite fantasy….not surprisingly, she had Camerons face. He imagined her doing the things in the text message to him. It was all he could do to keep himself from groaning out loud.
Getting off the elevator, he decided to bypass his office. Instead, he limped towards the mens locker room. He had time for a cold shower, he thought to himself.
Before he got undressed, he decided to reply to the message.
"I've been thinking about you all morning, and I'm so wet for you. I want to feel you slide your cock inside me, and I want to look into your eyes as you feel how hot and wet my pussy is".
"Fuck, what do I say to that?" House asked himself. He sat for a moment, thinking. Then he typed out his reply.
"I'm not sure what kind of guy you think I am, but I don't slide my cock into just anyone! So, do you want to tell me who you are, and more importantly, how you got my number?"
Having sent the message, House rose off the bench, and went to his locker, where he kept a spare set of clothes. Throwing his phone into the locker, and quickly undressing, he made his way over to the showers and turned started one up nice and hot. Standing under the stream of water, he let his fantasies take over his brain, and for the second time in the space of a day, he found himself jacking off to images of Cameron fucking him.
Somewhere in PPTH, a phone beeped…….
TBC
Wow, updating twice in one day!! I'm hoping to keep up the pace.
Cheers, Lisa.