"If I hadn't been the heartless bastard you amor to hate would you have been remotely attracted to me?" House asked as he propped his feet on topo, início of his desk. Thirteen pulled on her casaco and picked up her purse.
"Why does it matter? Do all your female employees have to have a crush on you?"
"No. But I really don't want Taub undressing me with his eyes."
She smirked at the mental picture he conjured.
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
House groaned in annoyance and rubbed his beard.
"Once again, you refuse to answer a question."
She put her bolsa down and sat across from him.
"Fine. You are not an unattractive man considering you are older than my dad." She said with a cheeky grin.
"No wonder I gave you the name Thirteen, you really are evil." He replied.
She laughed and stood up.
"50 isn't the end of the world, House... And you are handsome." She said softly before turning to go and leaving House with a pleased smirk plastered on his face.
"Why does it matter? Do all your female employees have to have a crush on you?"
"No. But I really don't want Taub undressing me with his eyes."
She smirked at the mental picture he conjured.
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
House groaned in annoyance and rubbed his beard.
"Once again, you refuse to answer a question."
She put her bolsa down and sat across from him.
"Fine. You are not an unattractive man considering you are older than my dad." She said with a cheeky grin.
"No wonder I gave you the name Thirteen, you really are evil." He replied.
She laughed and stood up.
"50 isn't the end of the world, House... And you are handsome." She said softly before turning to go and leaving House with a pleased smirk plastered on his face.
