Ok, well this is how I think Sookie and Eric's relationship should be. Altho it is all human. Enjoy
I was getting ready for work when there came a knock at the door. I lived with my grandmother, who was now at dinner with some friends, so I answered the door. Standing there was a tall dark haired man. His skin was pale and his eyes were an amazingly deep brown.
"Good evening, I'm Bill Compton. I just moved into the old plantation house across the cemetery. I thought I should come introduce myself." He took my hand and kissed it. His lips were cold.
"I'm Sookie Stakehouse." I said, feeling my cheeks grow warm from his touch. "I'm sorry I was just on my way out. I have to get to work." I grabbed my keys and stepped outside.
"Well, would you like to come to my home for dinner tomorrow evening to get to know each other?" I looked at him strange and shook my head.
"Sorry, I'm busy all week. I'll let you know," And with a smile and a flip of my hair, I walked to my car and headed to work. The whole way there I thought of what a creep he was. Sure he was handsome but asking me on a date when we meet literally 15 seconds before is alittle strange.
Once in Merlotte's, The bar I work at, I head into the office to stash my purse. Sam Merlotte, my boss, is sitting at the desk doing paperwork.
"Hey Sam," I say putting my purse in a chair like always.
"Hey, Sook," He flashed me an amazing smile. I walked to the kitchen said hi to Layfiett and Arellen and Terri, Arellen's husband. I grabbed my pad and started taking orders. The night was going like any other when He sat down in my section. He had short bright blonde and magnificent blue eyes. I walked over to him slowly.
"What can I get you?" I said trying not to let my voice shake. I was breathless at his beauty.
"I would just like a glass of red wine. What do you suggest in terms of food?" His voice was thick with a Swedish accent.
"The fish is good, but our rare stake is the best."
"I'll have that as well then," He smiled showing a perfectly white smile. I walked to the bar and told Tara I needed wine. She handed it to me and nodded to the man.
"Whose that? He is smoking."
"I don't know but I could just eat him up." I took him his drink and he sipped it.
"What time do you get off work?" He asked.
"Why?" I asked
"Just curious.."
"1 am." I left and got his food. He ate it slowly and I watched him throughout the night. The bar started to clear out early tonight but the blonde god, as Arellen called him, stayed and watched me. At one I went and got my purse from the office and headed to my car. Lean against the hood was the man. I walked slowly over to him.
"What is your name?"
"Sookie, what's your's?"
"I'm Eric Northman," He said smiling. "I own a bar in Sherport and I was hoping you'd stop by sometime." He handed me a flyer.
"Fangastiona? It sounds gothic." I looked up at him, he was a foot taller than me, and found myself lost in his eyes.
"My sister, Pam, picked it out." He said never losing his grin. "Please stop by sometime soon."
"I'll come tomorrow, I don't work." He nodded and leaned in towards me and held my hand in his. Like Mr. Compton had done earlier, Eric kissed my hand and the walked towards his car. That night I fell asleep still feeling his warm lips on the back of my hand.
So, What you think? Let me know and I may just continue it.