Tap, tap. I tapped my long, red, fingernails on the countertop. Pretending to look bored, yet appear sexy. This wasn't hard considering the leather outfit and sky high heel I was wearing.
I was a normal night at Fangtasia, fang bangers looking for a taste of the night life and Vampires just looking for a taste of blood.
"Pam? Pam! Where is Eric?" Blurted a southern accented voice from across me. It was Sookie.
I smirked down at my hands and looked up,
"Why, hello, sunshine. To what do I owe the honor to?" I replied sarcastically.
Fucking Sookie. Thinking she can do whatever she wants, and waving her Fae blood around. Not to mention what she has done to Eric. He is falling in love with her, and it's changing him.
Sookie narrowed her eyes, turned away from the bar and headed towards Eric's office. With Vampire speed I stopped in front of her.
"Now, now. What makes you think you can go in there?" I raised an eyebrow and moved closer to her. Leaving only a small gap between us.
"You know what, Fairae Princess? I'm tired of the way you act. Regardless that Eric is infatuated with you." Her expression was just priceless, her eyes widened and she puffed up her chest with air.
"I'm sick of you too!" Sookie yelled back at me. I laughed, but did not break our stare. Was that all she could come up with?
"Eric's not here." I broke our stare to quickly glace at what she was wearing, her waitressing outfit. The shirt showed little cleavage, such a shame. I looked back up.
"Go home, you smell like fried human food." I stepped back and leaned against Eric's office door.
"What the hell!" She exclaimed and threw her hands on her hips. "Just let me see Eric!"
I used my speed to move extremely close to her, my lips touch her ear as I whispered, "You know, there are loads of men and women wanting you, wanting to please you. Why must you choose Eric?"
I could feel Sookie shiver. She was lost for words.
"Why don't we talk?" I gestured to Eric's office.