House insisted on driving to the multi-plex and Wilson didn’t try to dissuade him. It was so rare for House to offer to do anything that Wilson didn’t want to jinx it. He frowned slightly when House pulled into the parking lot of an apartment complex. Before he could say anything, House was out of the car and making his way to the entrance. Several minutes passed before House returned with Cameron at his side. Wilson got out of the car and moved into the backseat leaving the passenger door open for her. Wilson noted she wore snug low rise jeans, a blue t-shirt, a black leather jacket and black boots. Her long brown hair fell over her shoulders in loose waves and Wilson had to admit she looked beautiful. She was laughing at something House said and Wilson felt his face heat up. The thought of a threesome with her was tempting but wasn’t ready for anyone to know about the physical part of his relationship with House.
His thoughts were cut short as they slid into the car and Cameron turned to him.
“Hey, Wilson,” she said.
“Cameron. I didn’t know you were coming,” he said with a pointed glance at House.
“Oh,” she said. “I thought House told you. I can go--”
“No, you can’t,” House said as he drove out of the lot. “Wilson is just crabby because he doesn’t get me all to himself tonight.”
“Are you two...dating?” Cameron asked hesitantly.
“Nope,” House responded cheerfully and Wilson relaxed. “We just have sex occasionally.”
Wilson opened his mouth to speak but no sound came out. It was suddenly hard for him to breathe.
“Oh,” Cameron breathed.
“We thought you’d like to join us after the movie,” House continued.
Wilson’s throat seemed to close and he began to see stars. He was going to pass out. Their secret was out and House was inviting Cameron to have a threesome with them.
“Okay,” Cameron responded.
“See, Wilson? I told you she’s good with a threesome,” House laughed.