Quinn left me one month ago.
I was a stupid, I let the perfect man went away from me and for what? For a stupid whim.
I wanted to be the first person in his life, I wanted to come before his family.
Just now I realized I was wrong. I understood too late that I was just selfish.
I fell asleep thinking about this bad things.
The next day I woke up very early.
My sleep had been awful.
Quinn's thought tormented me, I had to do something to fix this bad situation.
I would almost venture to say that he was the telepath one my telephone rang, there was a message and it was from him: "Sookie, I'm in Bon Temps. I need to see you."
For a moment my heart stopped beating.
I replayed to the message telling him that night I was working at Merlotte's and my turn of work finished at 8pm so we could have met each other at 8.30pm to my home.
Quinn texted me back: "Ok" he was so cold, but I expected as much. I was misbehave him.
I went to the kitchen and I had a huge breakfast and I started thinking of my meeting with Quinn that night.
I really had a hard time.
In the afternoon I went to Merlotte's and I started my job, I still was thinking to what I could have tell to Quinn when someone interrupted my thoughts.
That was Eric. He entered and he sit.
I came near him.
"Good evening Eric."
"Good evening my lover." He replayed without looking at me. "The weretiger is in Bon Temps and he's here for you. What does he want?"
There, it was one of these moments I hated Eric so much. "That's not your business and I'm not your lover."
"I thought you and Quinn break up."
"I told you, that's not your business."
I left Eric at the table and I came in to Sam's office, I took my purse and I went out the bar.
Eric looked at me from the table, he didn't say anything.
I got in to my car and I drove until my home.
When I arrived I recognized Quinn's pick-up and I unintentionally smiled.
I got out of my car and I walked through my door and in the porch I saw Quinn, he was handsome as usual.
He appeared a little gloomy.
He heard my steps and he turned around.
"Hi Sookie" he told me raising a smile
I didn't get used to hear him calling me Sookie, he called my "baby" and maybe, now, hearing him saying my name bothered me.
"Hi" I told him, looking for the key in my purse, I was so much embarrassed. "Come on in" I smiled at him "I guess we have a lot of things to talk about."
And I closed the door to my back.