"If you hadn't tried to stab me with a needle, you never know what might have happened there. You were the one who said I kissed back." House didn't flinch or budge and inch, his hands steady on the armrests, until he pulled her even closer. His breath was hot against her skin and smelled faintly of the soda he'd drank. "I'm right here, Dr. Cameron, if you think you can refrain from making me bleed," and House's lips drew even closer to hers like he might actually kiss her.