Embracing Change
Buzz cut.
Shorn.
Institutional.
From the way Wilson describes House's new look, Cuddy doesn't think she'll be a fan. Seeing it in person only reinforces that opinion.
And then she has the dream. No images--just hazy sensations and an occasional hint of sound.
Nip.
(Tearing at each another like animals...)
Lick.
(The salty taste of skin, sweat-slick and familiar...)
Scrape.
(Razor-cut hair needling her thighs…)
Throb.
(A sweet, insistent ache as he slides down, down, down, lapping hungrily at her flesh...)
She calls Wilson the next morning to say she's changed her mind.
The haircut has grown on her.