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Chapter 13
While House was waiting in the lobby for Cameron, he watched as the elevator doors opened and Cuddy's young assistant stepped out of the square box. She was dressed in a tight fitting blue dress that stopped right above her knees and her dark brown hair fell just below her shoulders, resting on the swell of her breasts. He couldn't help but notice how nice her body was.
The young woman saw House looking at her from across the lobby and decided to take a detour and started walking towards him. A minute later, she stopped a few inches in front of him.
"We haven't met formally. I'm Christy." She stuck out her hand for him to take.
House looked down at her hand. Against his better judgment, he took her hand into his. "Nice to meet you, Christy. I'm Dr."
She interrupted him. "I know who you are. Dr. Cuddy has already warned me to stay away from you."
House couldn't help the grin that tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Don't believe everything you hear."
"Really? That would be disappointing." She flashed him a sexy smile.
House didn't say anything, instead gave her one of his intent stares.
When it was clear to the young woman that he wasn't going to say anything, she proceeded. "So, I was wondering if you would like to have a drink?" She asked.
House raised his eyebrow in surprise at her audacity. "Are you old enough to drink?"
She laughed a teasing little laugh. "Of course I am. You can't expect me to believe that I'm too young for your taste. Especially not from what I have heard."
House knew when he was being hit on, and now was definitely one of those times. He had better handle this with kid gloves or Cuddy would have his ass. Out of the corner of his eye and none too soon, he saw Cameron walking towards him.
Christy turned to see who he was looking at and frowned when she saw Cameron making her way towards them. She turned back towards House.
"A friend of yours?" She didn't bother to disguise the agitated tone in her voice.
"As a matter of fact, she is." The idea of referring to Cameron as a friend had a nice sound to it, he thought.
"Lucky lady."
Cameron joined them. "Hi."
Christy didn't bother to introduce herself to Cameron but simply said good bye to House and suggested another time.
Cameron watched as the young woman walked away. "Did I interrupt something?"
House placed his hand at the small of her back and directed her towards the glass doors that lead to the outside. "Yes and none too soon."
Cameron laughed. "Isn't that Lisa's new assistant?"
"Uh huh." He didn't say any more on the subject and Cameron didn't bring it up again.
When they walked outside, the cold air shocked them both. "It's freezing out here." Cameron said through chattering teeth.
As they got closer to her blue Jeep Cherokee, Cameron saw a long white envelope underneath the windshield wiper on the driver's side. She looked at it curiously and reached over and pulled it out. House watched. Cameron's first thought was that it might be from Chase. She quickly unlocked the doors and they both climbed in. She started her jeep and turned on the heater before she gave the envelope her attention.
"A secret admirer?" House asked curiously as he eyed the envelope.
"I don't know." She said as she opened up the damp envelope.
Inside was a piece of paper with typed print. It read,
"I enjoy watching you. You looked sexy today."
Cameron turned the paper over and also looked at the envelope, her name was not on either one of them. "I don't see my name. Maybe it isn't meant for me."
"Maybe. Let me see that. Kind of creepy that they stuck it on your window." Cameron handed House the note and the envelope. "It's not very wet so it hasn't been there long." He read the neatly printed words.
"I had an eerie feeling that someone was watching me last night when I was leaving to meet you." Cameron said thinking about the weird feeling she had.
House looked at her. "Have you had any problems with any one?" "No." Cameron said, not really believing the note was for her.
"Like you said, maybe it isn't meant for you. How could anyone think you looked sexy in those icky pink scrubs you wear." He said teasingly.
Cameron gave him a smirk. "Give me that!" She said and snatched the note from him and put it back into the envelope and placed it into her glove compartment, not giving it any more thought.
"Let's go. I'm starving." He insisted.
"You and your stomach. You're always hungry." She pulled out of the parking lot and pointed her car in the direction of Oscar's.
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In a car, parked three spaces away, the unnoticed man with dark eyes, watched Allison Cameron as she approached her jeep. He was not expecting her to have someone with her. This was totally out of character for her and it didn't make him happy. He knew who Dr. House was and his reputation. He also knew that Allison had worked for him before. Why is she with him? He wondered.
He watched as she pulled the envelope from her windshield and the two of them climbed into her jeep. His breath quickened as he waited for her to open it. After a couple of minutes he could tell she was focusing her attention on the gift he gave her. He watched as she opened the envelope and read the few words on the white piece of paper he had proudly typed. He had chosen his words carefully, not wanting to scare her. He didn't like it when she handed the paper to Dr. House to read. His words were meant for her only. Then he watched as the two of them began to laugh. This made him angry and he began to breathe hard. This was not going the way he expected. This was his first attempt at letting her know that he was watching her, that he found her desirable. Why wasn't she taking this serious? It was because she was with him.
Now they were leaving together. He waited a minute before he pulled out also, leaving enough distance between them so he wouldn't be noticed. When he saw the blue jeep pull into the parking lot of the restaurant, he pulled across the street and put his car into park. He watched them walk inside, still wondering why she was with Dr. House. He tried to watch them through the restaurant windows but he was too far away. He needed to go home. He had more planning to do and he needed to think about tonight. Plans may have to be altered and he may have to act sooner than what he had originally planned. He pulled away from the curb and headed to his little house that wasn't too far away.
