"If I hadn't been the heartless bastard آپ love to hate would آپ have been remotely attracted to me?" House asked as he propped his feet on سب, سب سے اوپر of his desk. Thirteen pulled on her کوٹ 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 آپ suddenly bringing this up?"
House groaned in annoyance and rubbed his beard.
"Once again, آپ refuse to answer a question."
She put her پرس, تھیلی down and sat across from him.
"Fine. آپ are not an unattractive man considering آپ are older than my dad." She کہا with a cheeky grin.
"No wonder I gave آپ the name Thirteen, آپ really are evil." He replied.
She laughed and stood up.
"50 isn't the end of the world, House... And آپ are handsome." She کہا softly before turning to go and leaving House with a pleased smirk plastered on his face.