Chapter 4 - Can't be Friends Anymore
Sookie had the afternoon shift and she couldn't stop counting the hours until sunset to see her vampire. She thought he didn't know where she worked nor did he know what time she would get home. She sighed. She didn't even know if he would visit her again so soon, but she hoped to see him again, that night and every night. She continued with her work and tried to stop thinking about her sexy vampire which turned out to be a very difficult task. She was too distracted to notice a business man who went into Sam's office.
A few minutes later, Sam came out looking for her with obvious hatred on his face. It took him a lot to restrain his obvious disgust, but he did before approaching Sookie. "Sookie, there is someone in my office who wants to speak with you," Sam escorted her in and closed the door behind her. Sookie was shocked to see the business man waiting for her. His smile was gentle towards her.
"Miss Stackhouse, my name is Bobby Burnham. I work for Mr. Northman," just hearing Eric's name put a genuine smile on her face. "Please have a seat," he suggested indicating Sam's vacant chair. She did as he asked, bewildered by his presence at her work place.
"Mr. Northman has asked me to hand this to you," he gave her a box. Any other time Sookie would have rejected any kind of gift, but it was from Eric, she opened it immediately wanting to find out what her gorgeous vampire had sent her. Inside the box were a cell phone and a note.
Dear Sookie,
I need you to keep your phone with you at all times in case I need to speak with you about your current situation. Bobby will be more than glad to show you how to work your phone if you want to. If not I can show you later.
I will have to take care of a few errands and will come see you tonight, around midnight. I hope I am not intruding in your life but I need to speak with you. If that is not acceptable call me. Your cell phone has all my numbers.
Try to stay out of trouble,
Later
E
She laughed at the note, easier said than done. "Thank you, Bobby," she said. She felt uncomfortable asking him how to work the phone. She would read the manual later during her break. After Bobby confirmed she was content with his delivery he left Bon Temps and returned to Shreveport to see to his master's errands.
Sookie was still admiring her cell phone when Sam entered his office closing the door behind him. "I told you not to go to that vampire bar, Sookie. Now Eric is after you, isn't he?" Sam asked clearly irritated.
"You know him?" Sookie asked noticing that Sam knew more about Eric than she had thought. Why would Sam knew of Eric? She wondered.
"Of course I know who he is. Sookie, he is not someone you want to mess with," Sam said cautiously.
"Actually, Sam, he helped me. It's Bill who I shouldn't have trusted." Sookie explained to Sam what happened the night she went to Fangtasia and what happened the night after. He buried his face in his hands. Damn, Sookie was in a lot of trouble otherwise Eric wouldn't have intervened, but he didn't want to alarm her.
"Sookie, you are so much trouble, come let's go back to work," Sam pulled her in an embrace and left his office.
She continued working, smiling at the patrons, daydreaming, which was unusual for her since her mind was busy keeping people out all the time. That's when she noticed she wasn't as exhausted and it was easier to keep her shields up. She didn't have to concentrate as much. It was also easier to pick someone's thoughts and ignore the rest. She also noticed she had a lot of energy. She worried; did it have to do with Eric's blood? She didn't want to turn into a super chick. People would start noticing. She wondered if Eric knew what his blood would do to her. She was talking to Lafayette when her phone started vibrating. She took it out and saw it was Eric calling her. She smiled automatically and went to the hall to answer the call.
"I'm working. I can't talk," she whispered.
"I know, how much trouble did you get into last night?" He asked.
"A lot, hey how do you know where I work?" She asked curious.
"I have my ways, are you allowed to see me?" He asked.
"Afraid of Gran?" She asked teasingly.
"Very," he replied making her burst into a fit of giggles.
"Yes, I'm just grounded, I can't go out," she replied annoyed, but he already knew that.
"I'll see you later, trouble maker," he promised. She snickered and hung up.
"Who were you talking to baby doll?" Lafayette asked. "You have the biggest smile I have ever seen,"
"No one," she stuck her tongue out at him and sauntered off to tend to her tables feeling a nest of butterflies flying around her stomach.
Bill walked into Merlotte's right after dark, sitting at Sookie's section, though he seemed to be happy when he first saw her, his smile faded away when he inhaled deeply, catching the change in her scent.
She took a deep breath and approached him giving him her 'Crazy-Sookie' smile. She thought it was better to play innocent and to not show him she knew what he was up to.
"Good night, Bill," she greeted him graciously as she had always done.
He tried to rein in his anger, but failed, a small growl escaped his lips. "You have been seeing Eric," he stated. Sookie wasn't sure if he was asking.
"Yes, he came last night to talk," she replied, casually.
"I need to talk to you outside," he said, clearly disturbed by the news. She turned to look at Sam who nodded at her unspoken request. She followed Bill to the back of the Bar, far away from prying human eyes and ears.
"I'm sorry, Bill, about what happened but you know I don't like it when you refer to me as your human. I don't like that possessive crap," she stated, still upset at how he seemed to be using that excuse more often. Something about him seemed different tonight, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
'Not coming from you anyway.'
"I was just trying to protect you," he said furious. "Sookie, you have to stop seeing Eric. He is not like me. He is a very dangerous vampire!" Bill warned.
She was upset instantly at his words; she didn't like hearing him speaking of Eric in that manner. She just wanted to throw in his face that she knew he was up to something but she knew that would not be wise, so she abstained.
"That is hardly your decision, Bill. I want to see Eric again and he already asked for Gran's permission to visit me. She allowed it, since I'm grounded for not coming home with you," she snapped.
He grabbed her by the shoulders trying to talk some sense into her when Sam stepped out. "Bill, let her go," Sam called. Bill hissed at him. "I said let her go," Sam demanded with a more definite tone and Bill released her from his strong grip.
"Thanks for helping me before but as far as I am concerned we are square. I saved your life you saved mine. I don't want to talk to you again. You and I can't be friends anymore. As soon as I get home I am rescinding your invitation. Don't come to my house again," she bellowed and stomped inside.
"If you ever come into my bar sit at somebody else's section. I don't want you talking to Sookie while she is at my bar. Understood?" Sam warned. Bill left upset and waited for Sookie, he was going to have another conversation with her. He would not let her become one of Eric's whores. Not sweet, innocent Sookie.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked, when he saw her trying to calm down in the hallway. She nodded reassuringly and thanked him. She took a deep breath and headed back to finish her work. Around quarter to eleven she went home. She was parking her car when she picked up a vampire mind, it was probably Bill. She went around, through the back door. She saw him at the steps, obviously waiting for her. Before approaching him, she dialed Eric's number and left the phone on, inside her purse. He looked pissed off, so she thought she would play it cool. She sat next to him exhaling, knowing they were about to have another argument.
"What do you want Bill? I told you, I don't want you to come into my house anymore. I'm not sure what is wrong with you. What happened to you? You were not like this before," she said calmly.
"I'm vampire, Sookie. We are not like you," he said knowing she would not understand his feelings towards her.
"That's bullshit. You changed with me after I had your blood," she replied. Did she expect he would not feel anything towards her after their blood exchange? Didn't she understand that they belonged to each other.
"You drank from him, didn't you?" He asked irritated, he was trying not to imagine, how they had exchanged blood. Even though he can still smell she was still pure, his darks thoughts only conjured images of both of them naked drinking from each other, a pleasure that should be his only, because she was his.
"Yes," she didn't elaborate in the subject. "Look, Bill, I'm sorry but we can't be friends if you are going to behave like this. I don't need a psycho-stalker. I have enough problems on my own," he smiled at her knowing that was true.
"Yes. I know, you are always getting in trouble. Sookie, I'm not going to leave you alone. You are mine and you will only be mine," he said almost hissing at her.
Sookie had it with his possessive crap. She stood up and opened the door. When she did he pushed her inside and kissed her hard. She tried to get away from his strong hold but it was just impossible. She didn't realize how strong she was after taking Eric's blood. Afraid of what will happen if she didn't break free, she kneed him in the groin (that was becoming her favorite place to disable vampires and it seemed to work), she scratched his face and made him scream. A loud whomp outside caught her attention. She was panting trying to catch her breath to rescind his invitation, but Bill recovered quickly and pushed her on the sofa. Sookie became disoriented and barely registered when Bill was taken off from her, by her gorgeous vampire, throwing him outside her house.
"Rescind his invitation, now!" Eric roared.
"Bill, I rescind your invitation," she said breathing heavily. Eric punched Bill on the face not enough times, it seemed, but they had little time before Gran got home. "If I see you near her house again I will stake you. Leave now and I expect to see you on Monday at Fangtasia," he hit him one last time, sending him far away from his reach or he would not be able to stop. A strong need to protect, engulfed him. He was disturbed at this development, but didn't linger on his thoughts; he entered the house at vampire speed to make sure Sookie was unharmed.
"Are you okay?" He asked giving her a thorough look, making sure she had not incurred big injuries. Bill had left some bruises on her arms and one very visible on her cheek, but otherwise she appeared to be in one piece. "Go change before your Gran gets here. She's on her way," Sookie ran upstairs and changed while Eric waited at the living room.
He had to calm his anger or Gran was going to be alarmed. He didn't want them to see him in bloodlust, because he didn't want them to fear him, although Sookie had already witnessed his rage.
Sookie saw the bruise on her face and added extra make up to cover it. She came down wearing a sweater and jeans to cover her other bruises.
"I'm sorry," she said, as she sat next to him. She was grateful he had arrived in time. She was shaken, by what Bill had done, but his mere presence made her feel safe. Deep in her heart she knew Eric would never do something like that. He held her to him, to reassure her everything was fine.
"I should record that, I don't think I will get to hear that from you often," he winked at her "Now, you need to calm down or your Gran is going to know something is wrong," she took a deep breath and nodded.
"Eric, how did you find out where I work?" She asked again.
He smiled at her. "I told you, I have my ways. Do you like your phone?" He asked, giving her his signature smile. Screw Bill, if Eric stared at her like that all night she wouldn't remember who Bill was.
"Yes, but I can't afford the bill. The money I make is just enough for me and Gran," she explained. She didn't like to go on about how they didn't have enough money but it is true, that is the only reason why she didn't have one.
"I know, I'll pay the bill. Sookie, I need you to have this phone with you. You call me day or night anytime you need me," he said very serious.
She frowned, "Won't you be dead during the day?"
He came closer to her and whispered in her ear. "Can you keep a secret?" God, this man (vampire) was going to cause her heart to stop unexpectedly. She nodded nervously. "I only sleep a couple of hours, that's when I work on my other businesses." His deep voice made her whole body shivered.
He moved away from her aware of her reaction and changed the subject, Gran was getting closer. "By the way I need your help with something." That's when Sookie noticed the briefcase. He opened it and pulled out a couple of papers and a folder, just as he was about to start explaining why he was there that evening, the front door opened and Gran came in. Eric stood up to greet her.
"Mr. Northman, what a surprise to see you again!" Gran said in her charming voice, but somehow Sookie noticed she wasn't that surprised to see him. "Sookie, you haven't offered him anything to drink?" Gran reprimanded, making Sookie feel bad about her manners, she stood up immediately from the sofa and heated a bottle of blood for her guest. She had been distracted by his strong frame so close to hers. When Eric was near she forgot everything.
"Mrs. Stackhouse, I would like to speak with you and Sookie if you have a moment," Gran pulled out a chair and sat at the living room to listen to him. Sookie handed him the bottle of blood and sat next to him.
"I found out who sent Bill. I'm afraid it's not good news." Crap! Sookie thought, how did she always manage to get into trouble? "The person, who sent Bill, is in a higher position than I am. Since Sookie and I are not attached in any way, she could take her," Eric explained. He didn't want to alarm them but it was the truth and they had to prepare for the worst.
"Is there anything we can do?" Gran asked, worriedly.
"Yes, if Sookie signs a contract that she works exclusively for me, she would be considered one of my assets and part of my retinue. Therefore, anybody who wants to use her services would have to go through me. But Sookie you have to work at Fangtasia once in a while for the contract to be legal and of course your talent would be known." Sookie stared at him not sure what to think of his request. Her talent was already known here, it wouldn't be long for other people to know what she did. Did signing this contract mean they could spend more time together?
"Do I have to dress like the rest of your employees?" She asked, because she didn't want to wear that at all.
"Yes, but we could find something so that you are not uncomfortable. You can help Pam at the door to check Id's and find out if they are fake," Eric offered and Sookie nodded.
"Gran?" Sookie asked. Sookie had always asked Gran's opinion for everything and she wasn't about to change that.
"Sookie, he is the one that knows about this, but I don't want you driving that distance, at night, by yourself," Gran said, expecting Mr. Northman to have a solution for her worries as the gentleman he was.
"I'll hire someone to drive you back and forth, when I am not able to," Eric offered. Gran smiled satisfied with his response.
"No, Eric, you are already doing too much for me. I don't want to be a burden. You also called that lawyer to help my brother and I don't know how to repay you," she said humble.
"Sookie, the lawyer didn't cost me anything, he owed me a favor. Most of the nights I will drive you, or Pam will. It would be only when neither one of us is available." He explained. Sookie sighed.
"Mr. Northman, I really appreciate what you are doing for my family, but don't think that because you are doing this I forgot you helped Sookie to sneak out last night," Gran said and Sookie smiled.
"I really needed to talk to her," Eric had already explained last night, was she really going to punish him?
"I understand, but when I set rules in my house I expect those rules to be followed," this woman just kept amazing Eric. "Since you are here, and I believe you are very strong, you and Sookie will clean the attic when you come visit her, for about an hour, and then you can talk or watch TV because Sookie is grounded and is not to go out." Gran made sure not to specify the door or the windows. She knew Sookie's sneaky vampire would find another way to get her out of the house.
"What about tomorrow, Gran?" Sookie asked hopeful.
"I'm sorry, Sookie. I know you had plans but you are not going anywhere. You can ask Tara and Lafayette to come visit you," Sookie was about to protest but Eric took her hand and shook his head.
"When will this contract be ready, Mr. Northman?" Gran asked.
"In two nights. I'll bring it with my lawyer, that way we can discuss any changes while he is here," Gran nodded.
"You can start with the attic now. I'm going to sleep, I'm tired and Sookie, don't go to bed too late even when you have tomorrow off. Mr. Northman, thank you so much for helping Sookie and Jason," Eric nodded. Gran said good night, kissed Sookie and went to her room to leave the two love birds alone.
"Where is this attic?" Eric asked. Sookie looked down at him and chuckled.
"Your clothes are going to get ruined," she said.
"Doesn't matter." She took his hand and guided him to the attic. They both glanced at the dusty boxes.
"What are we supposed to do?" He asked.
"Clean. We have to go through all the boxes, throw away whatever is not good and store in boxes what we can still keep."
He nodded. Why was he so eager to help her and be with her? He wasn't like this around other women but Sookie was different there was something about her. He knew he couldn't treat her as any other women he had before but it was not even that, something stronger that compelled him to make her happy. What the hell? How was he supposed to accomplish that? And why was he so worried about it?
'I must put my head together. I can't let her get to me like this. I am going to help her clean a fucking attic? I had never gone through this to get any women in my bed but it's not even that. Why do I want to be around her so much? I want her. I can't deny that but why her? Why now? She looks so innocent, I could lie to her and be done with it but I fucking can't. I want her to come to me willingly and I want her to be happy with me. Shit. I don't like feeling this way.'
She smiled at him and that was it to pull him out of his inner debate. She pulled two chairs and started going through the first box. The box had toys that where hers and Jason's when they were little, most of them were broken. He took out a doll that was missing one eye.
"You played with this?" He asked with an amazed expression. She nodded.
"It was my favorite doll and Jason wanted to try out his new screw driver. He experimented on my doll. I cried for days," Sookie explained and then she started laughing. Eric knew that laugh; she probably did something to get back at her brother.
"What happened to the screw driver?" Eric asked curious.
"You don't want to know. He just wasn't able to use it again," Sookie explained. Eric knew from the first night they met that she was a fighter and she wouldn't let anybody take anything from her. She started pulling out all the toys and every single one of them was incomplete.
"Sookie, all your toys are broken." He said put out.
"Of course they are, Jason and I kept breaking each other's toys until we had nothing left. We were grounded every single day," she said with no guilt at all. The second box they went through had old clothes. Sookie took what she thought could be used even for Halloween or to give away and in the other box she put what needed to be thrown out. She asked Eric to take the box out and on his way the box collapsed and Eric's pristine clothes got all dusty. Sookie stifled a giggle. Eric finally picked up everything and threw it away.
An hour later they were back down stairs, Sookie tried very hard not to laugh at Eric's appearance, while Eric tried very hard not to throw Sookie on the sofa and ravish her small body with kisses and nibbles.
"What did you want my help with?" She asked as she saw the folders lying on the sofa.
"I want to buy a new property and wanted your input. Look at these and tell me which one you would buy." He kept staring at her while she looked at all the information he gave her. The very last paper intrigued her the most. She didn't even read it.
"I'd buy this one," she said showing the one that had a lot of land but the woods on the property were impressive, that's what she loved about her Gran's house, it was surrounded by nature.
"Really?" He asked intrigued.
"Definitely, but I mean I don't know what you like, what do you want the property for?" She asked.
"I want to build my dream house. I'm tired of buying houses that are already built. If you had your dream house, Sookie, what would this house have?" He asked.
"I never thought of that, but I know what I like. If I could build my own house, it would have a huge library, with lots and lots of books on everything. Definitely an outside pool, so I could sun bathe, a big garden with pretty flowers a big kitchen, because I like to cook. I don't know, I mean the rest would be simple but that's what I would want." Sookie didn't notice that Eric was so close to her while she was imagining her dream house. He smelled her hair, he wanted to be closer, touch her, and kiss her. She gulped.
"Are you sniffing me?" She asked.
"Mmm?" He came back from his spell. "Sookie, if you only knew how wonderful your scent is," he said almost in a whisper. She blushed and a small growl escaped his lips.
"Are you growling at me?" She asked with a playful smile. He locked gazes with her unable to look away.
"When you blush, your scent is stronger, Sookie. I'm having a difficult time trying to control myself," he said, as he buried his face in her hair. Oh god! She blushed again feeling something she hadn't felt with a man before. She was aroused. She wanted him to kiss her, to touch her somewhere but didn't know exactly where; she wanted skin contact with him.
"Don't blush, Sookie," he ordered, still whispering.
"I don't know how to not do it, Eric; and you make it difficult for me to not blush," she said nervously, especially when he was talking to her and looking at her in ways other men hadn't. She closed her eyes feeling his icy breath on her skin. His strong body started pushing her against the sofa, they were almost lying down. She knew something was about to happen. He was going to kiss her. Her heart started beating faster, her butterflies went crazy.
"Sookie, my Sookie," he whispered again. She liked him calling her his, only from him would she welcome the possessiveness. She couldn't stop it, she blushed again and then she felt his cool tongue against her cheek, a wonderful sensation spread through her, heat. She had never thought a lick would be so arousing or feel this erotic, but it did. She moaned as his hand held her in place, to do to her whatever he wanted.
"Eric…" she said whimpering. She was feeling overwhelmed by these new sensations. She had read of these feelings in her romance novels, but she never thought she would experience anything close to it. Her heart pounded in her chest, threatening to come out.
Her whole body heated in need of something. A strange feeling in her stomach erupted and a moan escaped her lips. She shivered in anticipation as she knew he was going to kiss her, his lips were closer to hers now. She wanted to feel his lips on hers since the first night she had seen him. His fangs elongated. She stared at them, fascinated; she slowly lifted her arm bringing her hand close to his mouth. She traced his lips slowly with her small fingers and she bit her bottom lip hesitant. She finally touched his fangs; they felt so strong under her vulnerable fingers, his tongue darted out and licked her fingers tentatively. She felt more moisture down her thighs. His eyes grew darker, he moved his face, like a cat waiting for a soft caress. She placed her warm hand against his cheek and they kept staring at each other for long moments.
Eric wanted to kiss her, to taste those luscious lips that she was nibbling on. She was so beautiful, so perfect. He saw the spirit that dwelled inside Sookie and he recognized that spirit. He was the same before all the darkness of his world took him. He wanted to feel that again and the only way to do it would be through Sookie. He felt her little warm hand on his face, he didn't want this sensation to pass. He wanted to relish this moment for a long time.
"Can you kiss someone when your fangs are out?" She asked softly.
"Yes, are you scared I might hurt you?" He asked holding her hand against his cheek. She shook her head. "Can I kiss you, Sookie?" She bit her bottom lip again and nodded. He slowly brought his face closer to hers. He brushed his lips softly against hers and he wasn't disappointed, she was so soft and warm. He traced her lips with his fangs and she gasped. She parted her lips allowing him the entrance he needed. His body was pressed against hers, and he felt shudders, he thought it was her, but it was him who was trembling. Slowly, he entered the warmth of her mouth with his tongue and the taste of her mixed with her scent almost knocked him out.
Sookie thought she had died and gone to heaven, because feeling him on her lips was the best thing that had ever happened to her. She had never been kissed like that. He was so gentle, stroking her tongue softly, caressing her lips, with fangs, lips and tongue; she kissed him back and did what she wanted to do for the first time since she had seen his fangs, she traced them slowly with her tongue. His male scent called to her and she got even more aroused as if that was even possible.
He continued kissing her earnestly learning every inch inside of her mouth and she responded to his kiss. The way she traced his fangs with her tongue felt so right. He knew she would never be scared of him. He scented her growing arousal and he knew he should stop before everything got out of hand. He kissed her lightly on the lips and brushed them softly again trying to captivate that moment, to take it with him for all eternity.
"You taste so wonderful, Sookie," he said. She opened her eyes to see him still leering over her. The way he looked at her made her feel the most beautiful woman on earth. She smiled at him but didn't know what to say, not like she had much experience but she wanted to be kissed by Eric Northman again.
"You don't taste so bad yourself,"sShe said shyly. He chuckled. He sat back and pulled her up.
"Why were you trembling?" Sookie asked.
He looked at her "I wasn't sure I could hold myself and I wanted to be a good experience for the both of us." She smiled at him again.
"Do you still think my fangs are hot?" He asked.
"Yes." She blushed again and she thought she better change the subject "Eric, how did Bill know I had your blood?" She asked.
"He has a good sense of smell, he is tracker and you carry my scent from our previous encounters but it is stronger now that you have inhaled my blood," he explained.
"But I showered." She replied stubbornly.
He smiled at her and shook his head. "Our scent is hard to remove, especially once you have inhaled our blood. You still smell like him too but not as strongly as when you were at my bar, that's how I knew you had taken his blood." She nodded. "Sookie, I have to go, I still have some errands to run."
"I'm sorry I called you, but he scared me, he wouldn't leave me alone. He came to the bar to harass me and my boss helped me. I didn't know he would be here, waiting for me," she explained.
"It is not your fault, Sookie. I'll see you Friday," he promised smiling at her.
"You are not coming tomorrow?" She asked disappointed. It wasn't like he was going to visit her every night. He had other things to do.
"No Sookie, I can't come tomorrow night, but you call me if he comes around your house again." She nodded. She wanted to tell him that tomorrow was her birthday and she wanted to spend some time with him but he had already done a lot for her and he wasn't her boyfriend or anything. Sure, they had just shared a lovely kiss but he probably kissed women all the time and it probably didn't mean anything to him.
"Is there something wrong Sookie? You look disappointed," he inquired.
"No, I just thought…maybe you could come tomorrow since it's my day off but I can't go out anyway and I am sure you get bored here with me. It must be rather exciting at your bar with all those women drooling over you," she said and he thought he caught a hint of jealousy.
"Actually, I was bored until I met you Sookie; you get me in a lot of trouble with your Gran. I get rather bored at my bar. Those women are nothing like you Sookie. I'd rather spend time with you." Her eyes were shining with obvious joy.
"Now, you are just teasing me," she said blushing.
"I'm not." And to prove his point he kissed her softly again, not as long as before but it still made Sookie feel like she was in heaven. He stared at her and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"I want to be your first, Sookie, will you let me?" He asked her. She looked up at him to see if he was joking but he wasn't. His eyes were full of lust, at least that's what Sookie thought, not that she had seen many men looking at her like that. She nodded. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her again more passionately this time until she thought she had died for sure. They walked towards the door and he leaned down kissing her neck softly.
"Good night, my Sookie," he whispered.
"Good night, my Eric," she whispered back.
No one had ever claimed him. He dropped the briefcase and with vampire speed he pulled Sookie to him again. He walked them backwards to the sofa she fell and he landed on top of her. They kissed devouring each other like there was no tomorrow. His hands were all over her. She moaned and whimpered at his possessive grip. She circled his neck with her arms, but she needed to feel closer to him so she pulled him closer to her. She was panting and breathing heavily. He was kissing her neck and her collarbone, his fangs were throbbing begging to taste her flesh, her blood.
"Eric…" she moaned. She was burning up and she thought her house was going to set on fire any minute. She just hoped her Gran would get out on time. Oh god! Her Gran.
Eric felt her fear and the way her emotions shifted. "Sookie," he grazed her skin.
"My Gran could hear us," she whispered.
"I'm sorry," he said hesitant. He didn't want to stop. He wanted to bite her.
"I'm not," she rested her forehead against his trying to catch her breath.
"I really have to go, Sookie," he needed to go, before he did something he would regret or not in this case.
"I know," she replied. He stood and helped her up, they walked back to the door picking up his briefcase, his hungry gaze rested on her lips again. He really wanted to kiss her again but he knew he wouldn't be able to stop anymore. Before, she uttered another word, he left.
'What the hell did she just do to me? She changed something in me when she claimed me as hers. Am I?'
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