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Eric and Jimmy got along, which Lisette found odd. She listened to them talk as she idly painted, making it look like her and Eric were not anything for Jimmy to be interested in. He'd guessed that they were sleeping together and asked for the details as only Jimmy would do, but she had declined to dish. Eric had been in during Jimmy's sets and found him very entertaining then as well, and Lisette rolled her eyes when he told her this. She felt Eric come behind her and touch the skin of her neck with his warm hand as they bantered back and forth, and she memorized the electricity that she felt with the simple touch. She replayed when he had first gotten there and shuddered for a moment as she remembered her orgasm, and he tightened his grip on her neck slightly as she did. His touch was making her want him again, and she closed her eyes. "Lis?" She dimly heard Jimmy's voice, and shook her head.

"What? Sorry. I was thinking about the next step here." She turned her head to look at Jimmy, and he gave her a curious glance.

"Are you working tomorrow night? They have a few big acts in, and Caroline would appreciate it if you could." Jimmy told her, and she smiled.

"I had it off, but I'll work. I at least have the morning off and have a few pick ups then." Lisette managed to remember, and Jimmy nodded as he watched her.

"Good, we can have breakfast tomorrow." Eric murmured to her, and she glanced at him. His eyes told her she would need the food after that night, and she felt herself tighten again. She wanted him that moment, and she had to look away. The couple managed to leave an hour later, and ended up on the couch since they could barely make it into the front door. He pushed her face first onto it after a heated make out session against his door, and yanked her head back gently by the hair as he drove himself deeply inside of her. She came twice in a row with his aggressive actions, and he slammed himself harder into her until he came after her. Lisette fell forward into the rear cushions of the couch, and he slid his hands up to capture her breast tightly in them as he leaned over her for a moment. She cried out as he pinched her nipples between his fingers, and he kissed her sweaty back slowly as he fell next to her on the couch. "I want you again as soon as I am ready." Eric told her, and she looked at him in the dim light if the stove. "I want you to ride me so I can play with your nipples and make you scream my name."

"You'll be the death of me." Lisette told him, and peeked at him as he laughed and closed his eyes. She was in so far with him that it scared her. She was still existing, but he was all that she thought about and the moments like now were what she craved all day long. Her body could not get enough of him, and she was already thinking about being on top of him as he slid deeply inside of her. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, scared of what she was feeling. They had remained very casual otherwise, and his request that night had made her want to pull away emotionally further as well as dig herself deeper. She had only told Sophie things about herself, and she did long to have a partner that she could just talk to as they snuggled together. She felt him pull her against his body and kiss her shoulder gently, and she enjoyed the sensation as her body reacted in various places. "I l……" Lisette stopped her words immediately, closing her mind off to that fantasy world. Jacob had only been for sex, just as Eric was, and anybody else in her life before that.

"Finish that." Eric said softly, and she shook her head quickly.

"I didn't say anything." Lisette told him, and he brushed her skin with his lips gently as she felt the pain of denial hitting her.

"I think you did." Eric's voice was a whisper against her hair, and he slid his hand up to her breast again to toy with it. Lisette sucked in her breath and arched her back against him as he inflicted the pain that she craved again, and he kissed her neck hungrily. "Why do you give your body so freely to me but not your mind?" He murmured these words against her skin, and she bucked back against him as he pinched a little harder.

"That is what we are." Lisette replied, moving onto her back and moaning as he slid his fingers between her legs. She leaned her head back and he covered her breast with his mouth and took the nipple between his teeth, timing it with his fingers until she whimpered as her body convulsed with another orgasm. "This is what you do for me."

"You are not just a body for me to use." Eric told her, and she looked at him and met his gaze with a steady one of her own.

"I am fine with that kind of thing, Eric." Lisette told him, and he stared curiously at her. "You bring me great pleasure."

"As do you, but I would like to be let in just a little." Eric told her, and she looked up towards the ceiling. "I think I know what you were going to say."

"I told you it was nothing." Lisette assured him, standing up and walking into the kitchen for some water. She thought about leaving and catching a cab back to her place until she felt him walk up behind her and wrap his arms around her. "I think I might just go home tonight."

"Is that what you really want?" Eric asked her, and he turned her to face him. He leaned down to capture her lips with his, and she could do nothing other than reach her arms around his neck and meet his tongue with her own as they got caught up in their heat. "Stop running." Eric told her as he pulled away for a second, and then kissed her again. She moaned against his mouth and he lifted her easily and carried her to his bed for another session of heated sex. Lisette felt her body shutting down and he pulled her into his arms as they both prepared to sleep. She ached from their rough sex in many parts of her body, but she never wanted it to stop. She craved him emotionally, but was not willing to admit it out loud. She fell asleep with that thought on her tongue, and he kissed her hair gently. "I know what you were going to say, Lisette. I feel it as well." She tried not to tense up and run, instead pretending to be asleep as he said it. She evened out her breathing, and he stroked her flat stomach gently.

They went out to breakfast the next morning, choosing a popular place in midtown rather than her morning job. She swiftly talked him out of that, telling him that she ate there enough and was sick of it. She took a seat across from him, scanning the menu as she smoothly ordered coffee. Eric sat across from her, and she met his gaze for a moment as she settled on her order. "How did you meet Sophie?"

"She lived in Cali for a bit near one of my homes in elementary school. We became fast friends and kept in touch this whole time." Lisette replied, and he nodded slowly. The waitress came back and they ordered, and she looked at him. "How did you not know that already?"

"You do realize that we spend most of our time having incredible orgasms, rather than talking." Eric reminded her in a low voice, and she nodded as she met his heavy gaze. "How many homes did you have?"

"I think I have lost count." Lisette replied, not wanting to remember. "I moved around a lot."

"You were a child, Lisette. There was no family to take care of you after your parent's death?"

"It appears not. I think that they were really young and didn't have much but each other, and they hated each other." Lisette replied, her eyes blank.

"How did you not want to know?" Eric asked, and she shrugged.

"Some things are better not being known. It would have hurt and I learned early not to let things bother me." Lisette explained, and he frowned.

"That sounds lonely. I am glad that you have Sophie, and of course me. You do have me if you need anything. You know that." Eric told her, and she pressed her lips together. "If this was just sex, I could have left a long time ago."

"It's good enough to stay for." Lisette said, and he stared at her. She felt the heat across the table, and she leaned her head back as she took a deep breath. "It is so worth staying for."

Their food came, and they chatted about the club that night as they ate. Eric had a late function and could not come and see the comics, and she needed to head to the loft after they ate to sell her work. He offered to come, but she declined until he mentioned an afternoon delight when she was finished. He helped the customers get their pieces to their cars as she handled everything else, and then gave her a tight hug after the last person had left. "I am proud of you, Lisette. You are getting your name out there and people now know that you're talented." He spoke as a friend, or a significant other. Lisette hugged him back and he stroked her hair. "I hope you really go somewhere with this."

"Thanks." Lisette told him, and he pulled away to stare at her. She saw warmth in those blue eyes that was threatening to melt into something that she didn't like, and she started to pull away. He held her tight and kissed her gently and she let the fire burn through her as she responded. They heard the door open and she broke the kiss and slowly pulled out of his arms. Lafayette came in and eyed them with a suspicious look, and then his eyes took Eric in.

"This must be your new man." Lafayette said, smiling widely as he walked towards them. "You are one fine man. Good job, Lis." He extended his hand to an amused Eric, and blinked his false eyelashes. "I am Lafayette, Lisette's part time roomie."

"Eric Northman." The men shook hands, well a man and something like a man, and made small talk as Lisette sorted money and got it into her purse for a bank run. She looked at Eric, who smiled at her as she met his eyes.

"I need to get this to the bank before I get ready for work tonight."

"Let's go." Eric agreed easily, and they bid Lafayette farewell. Lisette saw the look her was giving Eric's ass as they walked out, and she chuckled as they walked to the elevator.

"I think he likes you." Lisette said teasingly, and Eric caught her hand as they walked into the elevator.

"Do you?" Eric asked her, and she smiled at him as she pushed the button.

"I am here, aren't I?"

"Yes, but do you really?" Eric asked her, and stared into her eyes.

"What do you want, Eric? Do you want me to fall madly in love and beg to stay with you forever?" Lisette challenged him softly against his mouth, knowing that was exactly what she wanted.

"I could think of worse things." Eric replied, brushing his lips against hers. He pressed her into the corner of the elevator as he kissed her deeply, and she felt his hands roughly roaming her body. "How long is this elevator ride?"

"Not long enough." Lisette replied, and they felt it stop. She pushed against him slowly as the door opened, and they left the enclosure to head out onto the street. He walked with her to a bank so she could deposit her money and then she had to head home to get ready for work. She turned to bid him farewell and he was staring at the ground with his hands in his pockets. "You okay?"

Eric slowly looked up, with a pained look in his eyes. "Yeah, sure." He stepped forward to take her face into his hands, and he kissed her on the street longingly as his tongue slowly roamed her mouth. "Have a good night, Lisette."

"You, too." She smiled at him as he stared into her face with intense eyes, and she raised one eyebrow. "What is it?"

Eric shook his head slowly and waved down a cab for her. He kissed her cheek before she got in and then walked back towards his condo. She went to her apartment and took a shower and dressed for work, adding some bright purple eye shadow for the evening since it was a biggie. She out on a shimmery pink gloss and thought about Eric and how he had been acting that day. She thought about the idea of it being over with him, and she felt a panic coming on. She would never say it to him, but she wanted him to remain in her life. She wanted to sleep in his bed and have incredible sex every way possible. She wanted to whisper that she loved him and for him to say it back as they snuggled. Lisette sighed and wished that she felt as bright and cheerful as her colorful eyes made it seem. She pulled on her sandals and grabbed her purse and headed out the door to get to Caroline's. It was already filling up, and she hurried to help out the wait staff and make sure the comics didn't need anything. There were three pretty big names, and she felt star struck for a moment as she said hello. Lisette returned to the floor and helped out some more, looking at the door for Eric to walk in. She needed his eyes, his smile, and his touch. She knew that he was working but she didn't know when he was done and she really wanted to know that everything was OK. Despite being busy and entertained the night dragged and she yawned out of mental exhaustion as she walked out front to head home. The street was empty and she sighed as she realized that he was not going to be there that night. Jimmy stepped out and offered her a ride home and she accepted after taking one last look around. Her mood spiraled as they drove and he looked over at her with a worried glance.

"You okay, Lis?"

"Yeah, just tired. It was a long night." Lisette replied, and he stared longer at her.

"You really care about him, don't you?" Jimmy asked her, and she glanced at him. "I could see it that night at the loft."

"We're not that serious, if we're even anything." Lisette said, and stared forward.

"It's OK to care about someone, Lis. You always keep yourself at a distance, even with all of us." Jimmy told her, and she frowned as she peeked at him. "I get it. I have shit in my head too that I deal with, but you need to let someone in sometime." They pulled up in front of her apartment, and she kissed him lightly on the lips before getting out.

"Thanks, Jimmy." Lisette walked up to the main doors and unlocked them, walking slowly and sadly to her apartment. She walked in to see Sophie spread out on their couch watching TV, and she glanced at Lisette with a curious glance.

"Where is your lover boy tonight?" Sophie asked, and Lisette yawned.

"Working late like I did, I suppose." Lisette replied, glancing at the clock to see that it was two am. "Oh geez."

"You realize that you have spent pretty much every night over there no matter what your shift??" Sophie asked, and Lisette thought for a moment. "Are you in love with him, Lis?"

"It's late, Soph." Lisette said, and started towards her room. "I work tomorrow morning." She felt Sophie's eyes on her as she went into her room and closed the door, taking a long shower to wash the dirty feeling on her skin. She wished that she was there in his bed instead of alone at home. Lisette pulled on a long tee and climbed into bed after setting the alarm for early the next morning. She slept fitfully and dreamed of his face when she was asleep, and she woke up exhausted the next day. Lisette dragged herself to work at The Diner, and came home and crawled into bed for a long nap. She woke up that evening, grateful to Caroline for letting her have the night off for last night. Lisette glanced at her phone and sighed heavily as she realized that they had not gone this long without seeing each other in a few weeks. She pulled on worn jeans a an old tee, and went to the studio to paint for awhile. She ended up staring out of the window at Eric's condo as she held the paintbrush in her hand, and she cranked up The Swellers next to her to break her mood. She saw the lights come on inside of his unit and she watched as she saw someone walking into the bedroom. Lisette stared uncontrollably as she tried to get any glimpse of him, and she felt a sting in her eyes. She felt like a stalker and she began to turn back towards her canvas when her face froze. Her phone rang at that moment, and she picked it up and broke her stare to look at the screen. It was Sophie. Lisette answered it slowly, and closed her eyes. "Soph?"

"I need to talk to you, Lis. Are you at the studio?" Sophie asked her, her voice urgent, and Lisette took in a strangled breath.

"Yeah. I think I know what you want to talk about," Lisette said, and heard Sophie suck in her breath,

"How….what?" Sophie asked her, and Lisette cleared her throat. "I was talking to a co worker of Eric's today in regards to another party. She told me…..she told me that Eric had a long distance girlfriend."

"I know. I am looking at them right now." Lisettte whispered, sinking down to the floor. She rested her head into her hands as she dropped the phone, and could not it in her to pick it back up despite Sophie's yelling her name. She had the image of the blond girl imprinted forever in her mind, smiling as she slid into Eric's arms in front of the bedroom window. Lisette felt her pain hit her in the stomach first and then spread through her body as she sobs began, and she curled up on the wood floor to avoid the window and risk seeing more. Lisette cried until she had no more tears or energy, and she ended up passing out right there. She dimly heard the knocking at the door, but could not get up. She woke up later in the futon in the center of the room covered with a blanket and she peeked around. Sophie stood near her canvas staring out of the window as Jimmy watched TV across from her. Her eyes were burning and blurry, and she curled up further into a ball. Sophie glanced over, and walked over to sit by her on the floor.

"Oh, honey. He never told you." Lisette shook her head and Sophie stroked her hair back. "I am so sorry. Here I was telling you to pursue this guy, and this is what happens." Lisette closed her eyes again, and the headache took over her body as she took a deep breath. "I'll kill him for you."

"Not if I do it first. I saw him with her and I liked the guy. I was worried about her getting hurt, but not this way." Jimmy said angrily, and Lisette tried to smile her thanks for their words. She couldn't and she only buried herself under the covers as Sophie stroked her hair back. She felt herself drifting off to sleep again, and her dreams were plagued with Eric as she tossed and turned. She finally woke up screaming, and opened her eyes to see that she was still in the loft. It didn't seem as though anyone woke up in the darkened room, and she looked around to see Sophie gone. Lisette threw the blanket back and took a deep breath, walking towards the window slowly. It took a moment to focus but she finally could see his bedroom window and then her eyes widened. He was standing there staring up at the loft with a serious face, and she pressed her face to the glass window as she watched him.