Disclaimer: The characters belong to Charlaine Harris. Except Qhuinn, Rhys and Anna. They are mine. :p
SPOV
I now pronounce you husband and wife.
The minister finished the words and as soon as he did, Amelia grabbed Qhuinn's collar and pulled him down for the kiss. The room broke into catcalls and whistles. Eric chuckled and joined the rest of the guests, cheering for the newlyweds. I joined him. As soon as Amelia let go I saw Qhuinn's flushed face, he was grinning at his wife's eagerness. Before Amelia could grab Qhuinn's hand and make a run for the front door he pulled her to him dipping her backwards, he kissed her. We congratulated them by giving another round of applause and more shouts of catcalls.
Rhys buried his face in crook of Eric's neck. He didn't like anything loud. Eric soothed his back murmuring something in his ear like its ok and he had him. Rhys whined a little but didn't look up from Eric's neck. His small body clung on to Eric. Eric smiled tightening his hold on our baby.
We followed the newlyweds for the reception.
Buckling Rhy down, I sat in the front beside Eric. Anna was riding in Jason and Crystal's car. Anna and Jessica were inseparable whenever we got together. Jessica is Jason and Crystal's second baby after Addie. They had named Addie after Grandma Adel. She is almost six and Jessica is three, so is our Anna.
It seemed like forever now. I had moved to New York for my brother and his family almost six years ago, but now I had a life, a family that demanded my undivided attention.
Eric and I had something from the very beginning, I could never deny that. Eric was always there after I started working. Claude's mishap on the office was bigger fiasco than we had expected. We never went back to that office, of course. It turned out not only the place was not safe to work but Claude's payment had never made past the broker to draw up a contract. Eric was pretty pissed at him but he came around. Niall had asked Eric to take care of the Brigant farm, he did. He worked his ass off for the new place; he didn't even hesitate to set up the office in his apartment.
I miss those days now.
Back then, Eric and I would work endless hours. We had turned his home into an office for a few months and Claude was guilty into working with us of course. And as much as I hate to admit it he was a decent lawyer when he wasn't running after dick and balls.
Claude was always hooking up with the wrong kind of guys and getting into troubles, that's until he met Terry.
Terry Bellefleur, was a client of ours. He was fired from his job after his homophobic boss found out about his sexual preference. Claude was especially attentive to this case. He worked night and day and we were always there to help him as well. This case got our farm allot of attention, and loosing was not an option.
Terry never got his job back, he got compensation for losing his job and it was half of the entire company was worth. So it was okay to say we won. After that we found out about the two of them.
Claude and Terry.
Terry was always guarded about his feelings which Claude told me one night after getting his heart broken by Terry. Claude genuinely liked him. But Terry told him he was too old for Claude. Which, of course Claude refused to listen. Terry was ten years older than Claude. But it didn't bother him and he had to work hard to make Terry believe it too.
Terry and Claude had gotten married two years ago in Vermont.
They tried to adopt a baby too. It was very hard for them. Even with the help of best lawyers in the state they hadn't been able to adopt a baby. That's when Claudine offered to be the surrogate mother.
Terry and Claude are now proud parents of Claudia Crane Bellefleur.
I looked back at Eric as he drove. He didn't look the same, neither did I. He had some gray hair and it looked good on him. You really couldn't tell about Eric's age if he didn't wear his glasses. He looked good for his age.
He was relentless on teasing me about our first encounter. He would tease the hell out of me to this day. It was very personal for us and embarrassing for me, no one knew about this, even now. Everyone had thought we started seeing each other after we met at work, which was a lie, technically.
The first few months I practically lived in the office/Eric's home. I would often end up in his couch spending the night there.
We would make out in his sofa after our office hours. It lead to touching, groping, pulling and various other kind of things.
And then to Anna.
You know how they say condom doesn't always work! We experienced it firsthand.
When I found out I was with Anna, it freaked me out. I didn't know what to do. Then there was Eric. How was I supposed to tell him? First I decided to avoid him but it was impossible then I told him. He, like I knew he would, proposed. And I said no. I never wanted to be married because I was having his baby. I knew he loved me and that was enough. The prospective of getting married having a ring and a paper to announce us as a couple seemed ridiculous gesture to me even though we fought every day in court with those papers for other people.
He tried to convince me we should get married for the baby's sake. I wasn't prepared for marriage but then again I was never prepared for the baby either. I told him how I felt about this.
He stopped.
After Anna everything changed.
Eric wanted to be a part of Anna's life so he moved in with me and Anna. Anna kept us in our toes most of the time. Late night wake up calls from your wailing daughter for a diaper change, feeding, doctor's appointment and so many other things.
Rhys joined us soon after. He is a shy kid. I looked back to my son. His full pink lips and chubby cheeks with golden hair he was an exact image of Eric. Rhy made me want to hold on to him forever, which Eric often regarded that I will have separation issues with my son when he grows up.
Oh he was the one to talk!
Eric was an over protective father with our Anna. She would definitely have trouble having a boy-friend.
Anna was the center of attention in our home. Eric was forced to listen to her even if was in an emergency call. Anna was full of life. Jason always said she looked like me. Eric agreed.
Anna had long curly blond hair. Her eyes were her fathers, there was no denying it. Both my babies had their father's eyes.
Soon we pulled up the hotel for Amelia and Qhuinn's reception. It was packed with different sorts of people. Some were Amelia's theater friends and some were Qhuinn's lawyer friends. Qhuinn had worked with me and Eric from the beginning. He met Amelia after Rhys was born. Amelia apparently had never dated a man that big and his shaved head was a turn on for her. Qhuinn adored Amelia, anyone could tell by the silly grin in his face. He was always so serious with everyone, no one ever got him to crack a smile, but when he was around Amelia he had a constant smile. He was happy. Amelia was crazy about him. He wasn't like the men she usually dated. I couldn't help but teas her when Qhuinn would call. They were totally crazy about each other.
I found the table where we were seated. Rhy sat on my lap looking everywhere curiously. It was the first wedding he had been to and around so many people. He clutched on to my dress with his little hands.
Anna was dancing with Addie in the dance floor then she ran towards our table when she spotted us. Anna came to me giving me a kiss on the cheek she squeezing Rhy's cheeks.
"Hi baby!" she kissed his nose. They reminded me so much of me and Jason when we were kids.
Anna took Eric's hand trying to pull him up from his chair.
"Daddy dance." Eric laughed picking her up in his arms. "Yes pumpkin lets go and dance." Eric had Anna in his arms as they danced to the music.
We left the reception saying goodbye to Amelia and Quinn, wishing them to have fun on their honeymoon. Amelia was really bold and the boldness didn't leave just because she got married, "Oh we will." Quinn looked a little flushed and amused at her comment.
Anna and Rhys were asleep when we got them home.
"Do you regret it?" I didn't know what came over me. We were in the bedroom changing out of the cloths. I always wondered if he regretted not being married.
"Regret what baby?" Eric had taken up calling me in various pet names over the years. I liked them. Allot.
I paused not knowing how to ask this, "Not being married?" I couldn't look at him.
I heard his footsteps coming over, his warm hands lifting my face towards him. His face didn't show any regret.
"Do you?" I shook my head.
"Okay then." He let go of my face heading towards the washroom. I frowned, he hadn't answered the question.
"Eric?" my voice was stern now. Why couldn't he answer?
"Yes Sookie?" he stopped only momentarily taking of his shirt. "Well, do you?" I could see him stiffen a little.
"Truthfully?" he turned back facing me again. "Yes. I do regret it. I don't like the fact that I don't actually have a claim on you, I have two children with you and yet I can't call you mine." His face looked pained.
"I am yours." I moved closer to him. Wanting to reassure him, I pressed my head against his chest wrapping him up in my arms. "I know baby, I just wished I wasn't this insecure." Eric moved his hands up and down my spine making me melt into him. My hands tightened around his waist as I nuzzled against his chest. Our touches were soon morphing into something more. "We should change you know." He whispered in my ear. His hands were in my thighs lifting up my dress caressing my outer skin with his hand and the silk material of the dress. "Later." I mumbled.
My hands were beneath his undershirt, my lips not leaving his skin. I kissed my way up from his chest to his neck. The sound he made from the back of his throat was so sexy. I could melt into a puddle of mush right there.
He twined his fingers into my hair pulling me towards his lips. I kissed back. I stood up in my tiptoe so I could get to his height and kiss him a little better. Wrapping my arms around his neck I buried my fingers in his hair. He tasted like wine and vanilla, I moaned as his tongue slip past my lips making me shudder all over.
Eric growled as I hitched my legs and wrapping them around his waist. He was hard and I was doing everything to make him lose control.
His undershirt and my dress were somewhere in the room as we made out in the middle of our bedroom. My bra and panties still in their places, as Eric hands roamed all over my body. I was on fire, I couldn't breathe and he hadn't even taken his pants off. My hands fumbled with the button of his pants, flickering it open.
Eric was completely supporting my weight and I wanted to have him naked and in me. I pushed his pants down without breaking our kiss. It wasn't easy when he wasn't willing to let go of my body. I pushed him back so I could pull away from his grasp. He resisted but I was stubborn.
Standing on my tip toe I gave him a peck on the lips. Then I kissed my way down to his chest then to his navel. He groaned, trying to pull me up. But I wasn't moving. I kissed his hipbone pulling down his underwear. He sprung out, he sighed after being freed.
My hands touched his hard smooth member. He jerked a little in my hand. I pulled a little. I settled down to a steady rhythm of stroking. My hands caressed him softly sometimes a little rough. His head was starting to come out of the foreskin.
He was beautiful.
We had to learn being quite over the years. It wasn't easy. Both, me and Eric were very vocal while we were with each other.
I looked up to see Eric's eyes on me. He was growling low, panting a little. I took him in my mouth not losing the eye contact. He hissed.
My hands grasped onto his buttocks to keep him steady. My tongue flicked to the top of his head trying to find the head, and my hands caressing the rest. He started breathing through his mouth.
I could feel his opening with my tongue and I knew it made him tick. I slip my tongue masterfully at the edge of his cock. Eric hissed through his teeth, his hands are on my head and his fingers twine into my hair.
"Sookie." I knew he was close and I wanted to taste him, desperately. I didn't get to, because I was thrown into the bed in an instant. I bounce up the mattress a little and Eric was hovering over my body. His head buried on the nook of my shoulder, his hands restless. My bra and panties left my body soon. His hands were everywhere and I couldn't stop making mewling noises. Eric chuckled against my skin leaving a wet trail of his hot kisses. Making strategic stop between my breast makings me arch up to his mouth for more.
He didn't stop, he just persuaded down to my hipbone. His hands were keeping my legs apart from clamping down on his head. I bit back the moan as his tongue touches my already wet pussy. My head started spinning or the room was. His tongue always did wicked things to me. His moans were more then I could take. I let out some inherent noises twisting the bed sheets with my hands; I arched up in the bed. I yanked his hair a little rougher than I anticipated. Eric's eyes were wild. He wasn't finish teasing me. He grunted throwing himself on me.
We fumbled around the bed for a good position. Finally I ended up on top of him kissing him softly.
"Sookie?" Eric whined in my ear. I nod lifting my body up and lowering myself on him. We both gasped at the contact. I slid in more taking more of him inside of my body. I kept still letting myself adjust to his girth. Eric's hands gripped my hips urging me to move. Losing my balance a little I fell forward, my breast flattened against Eric's chest. He let out some unfamiliar curses. "Language!" I snapped at him. He mumbled a sorry as he thrust in and out slowly. My hair fanned around our faces, it an intimate position. He thrust started to get too much and I started to move with him. He sets in a steady pace thrusting deeper into my body making me moan.
"Eric." It came out as a moan and I sped up my pace, sliding up and down. Our coupling wasn't a sweet any more. It was frenzied. Eric's hands were on my knees pulling them up the either side of his abdomen as he helped me sit up. His hands kept me steady and in a sitting position. I felt the tip of him hitting something soft and it sets out waves of pleasure. I couldn't breathe, my body tightened around him. Eric let out a whimper thrusting in and out, helping me reach my orgasm.
Eric pulled me down for the most incredible kiss and then I am beneath him as he thrust in couple of more times and we were both cumming together. My nails dug into his back as I bit down his neck, hiding the loud scream that was threatening to let loose.
Eric's movement slowed down, but he kept himself inside me thrusting lazily, moaning against my skin. I was closer to getting another orgasm.
His pace weren't frenzied anymore but his lips are. His lips moved from my neck to my breast. Taking his time teasing me. He bit licked the swell of my breast making me moan. I opened my mouth to scream in frustration, and then Eric's lips cover my lips stopping me from screaming. His tongue thrusts in and out of me.
"Mine." Eric suddenly thrusts harder, lifting my leg up his hip, stretching me, going deeper. I was having tough time breathing; Eric's face pained tears pulling on his eyes. I held onto his head stilling his movement a little, he looked at me, tears threatening to spill. I know that look. I have been accustomed to that look for years. I pull him down for a kiss wrapping my legs around his hips. "Your baby all yours." I whisper against his lips. Eric lets out a grunt as he cumms inside me and I soon follow.
"I am here. I am here baby." I sooth his back as he wraps his arms around me. I keep him in a body embrace with my legs and arms. His shaking finally calmed down. But I didn't let go, neither did he.
Eric slips out of me, pulling me back into his arms. I pull up the covers snuggling against his chest, keeping my arms protectively around his torso. His breathing finally eased up and his grip loosens a bit, I snuggle closer to his body. Trying to protect him from all he had to suffer. I lift my head a little to see his sleeping face, watching him in pain makes me ache for this man even more.
I never thought I would fall for him this bad.
I had the illusion of a completely another man when I was in college. And it wasn't even metaphorically, he was actually another man. To be precise it was Sven, Eric's bother.
We never really talked about college when we started dating. And it was a major shock when Sven dropped by.
Sven remembered me alright. His first reaction to me was a huge grin and almost another grind session. 'Sven' didn't change at all. He still had long hair and that ragged look he had in College. Later I had found out Eric had studied in Sweden while Sven was the one attending college in New Orleans.
Telling Eric about the whole encounter was even more embarrassing and the aftermath was horrible. I hated Sven for showing up. I hated that Eric wasn't the one that I had humped. I hated my body for going on auto pilot.
We didn't talk for months, even with Sven gone.
I actually thought it was end of us. It broke my heart. I felt like staying in bed and never getting up. Sure it was the beginning of our relationship but I really fell for Eric. Not the one I humped shamelessly. The one that took care of me in the hospital teased me and most of all the kindest man I had met.
After a lot of self pity and ice cream session with Amelia and Tara, I pulled myself back and decided if he wanted to end it, well ok. It wasn't like he was the only man out there.
But the thing was, for me he was the only man out there.
I went on dates and always tried to find Eric in them. Some weren't tall enough, some weren't blond enough and they weren't Eric.
One night after a date gone bad, I came home to find Eric leaning against my apartment stairwell. He asked relentless question till I screamed at him, shutting the door at his face. I wasn't going to listen to my hoo-ha anymore. I had to be grown up about things. And that's what I did.
I avoided Eric completely.
He played nasty too. He started going out and making a point on showing up on the same places I did and mostly he brought women who were always throwing themselves at him. I couldn't do it. I gave my resignation. I wanted out. I never wanted to see him again.
I sighed at the thought. If he had accepted it and let me go, our lives might have been different now. That thought was so terrifying. I was glad he didn't accept it.
He had blocked the door after I told him I was leaving the job, not letting me leave. He stood there wanting me to listen. Not even stepping away when I threatened him for sexual harrasment. He just lunched forward trapping me to his desk and kissing me till I stopped struggling. I broke into hysterical sobs. It was horrible. Not the kiss. I hated that I couldn't control my body around Eric. He let go of kneeling down in front of me pouring his heart and he looked so vulnerable. He stayed on the floor and I couldn't move anymore. We stayed in his office for the rest of the day. Talking.
He told me about Thalia.
Eric had met her during college. She was from Greece. And she was the first woman who Eric had fallen for. Thalia and Eric were in love. Eric knew he would marry her. And before he could propose she was gone. She died because of a drunk driver. He was with her in the car. He had gotten away with some broken ribs but Thalia and his unborn baby died. It tore him apart. He learned about Thalia's pregnency, after her death. It was the worst blow of all. He still had nightmares.
I loved him. I knew I loved him. I couldn't help it. But this time we took it slow. We decided to start all over again.
We dated for a month before we had sex, and it was an agonizing wait. Sometimes we spent our time in the office eating dinner or my apartment watching movies. Most nights I would end up in his lap making out.
I couldn't imagine my life without him. I wanted to make him happy.
Maybe marrying him would be a good thing. With that thought I start to dose off.
EPOV
I woke up to a smell of coffee and music. I ground on my pillow and pressed a pillow up my head. The mattress shifted from both sides and I knew who it was. I kept my face down and within minutes my room was filled with giggles as I tackled my babies. Anna was three and Rhys was one and a half, they both looked so much like their mother. Both had head full of golden hair, sky blue eyes and the cheeks. Dear gods their pink chubby cheeks made me melt every time. Anna snuggled up against me on my lap as I had Rhys on my arms.
"Dadda." Rhy was still learning to say Daddy properly. I gave him a big smile. His little hands cupped my face "moanin".
I laughed "Morning little man." His smile was bright as ever. Anna nuzzled on my neck gripping on to my neck a little tighter. Anna wanted some of the attention too, "And how are you my pumpkin?"
"I am not pumpkin!" She pulled away frowning pouting her bottom lip. My daughter was just too cute for words.
"You are not?" I let go of her and she launched herself on me knocking me back. I laughed tickling both of them. "So what are you?"
"Princess!" Indeed she was. And as soon as I called her that she snuggled up with me. I pulled Rhys on top of my stomach. He settled down playing with my undershirt. "So, what are you? A pumpkin? A Prince?"
"T REX!" Rhys said happily showing me his toy T Rex.
"VIKING? Like daddy." Anna piped up. Oh my princes always knew what to say. Rhys frowned pouting much like his sister. "T Rex it is." I confirmed, and Rhys was bouncing on my stomach.
"Where is mom?"
"Kitchen." Anna said enthusiastically.
"Ok let's go, kiddos." I put Rhy on my shoulder and cradling Anna on my arms as we head over to their mother.
"Shhh." I tell them to stay quiet as we enter the kitchen.
Tip toeing, we get closer to her, she moves around the in her housecoat like most morning. She is absolutely breathtaking. Even after six years I cannot get enough of this brilliant woman.
Sookie.
Rhy breaks the silence by screaming our presence.
"MOMMYYYYY!"
Sookie turns to us, smiling brightly as she took Rhy from my shoulder. Setting down Ann I help Sookie with the breakfast.
We are a good team. We always have been. She is good with negotiating. We had our ups and downs. We still do. But we work it out. When we started the new farm she was the only thing that calmed me down from killing Claude.
After our first meeting, we knew there was no denying the physical attraction that we had.
Sookie kissed my cheek bringing me out of thoughts. We gave each other a smile getting back to making breakfast. Anna and Rhy seem to be in deep conversation about Rhys's T-Rex and Anna's Bribie.
It was the weekends, and I couldn't believe we actually had a day off in six years. It was always office and office. My life was a complete wreck with work; I stayed in an office I worked in an office all thanks to Claude. I still had the urge to strangle him but I guess all wasn't lost.
After breakfast I headed to take a shower.
When came out of the shower I found my jeans and tee on the bed. Guess we were going out.
I found the kids dressed too. Anna wore a burgundy colored dress her blond curls pulled back in a ponytail.
Rhy had his shorts on with an orange tee shirt he loves so much. His hair combed and formed in a Mohawk. His mom always liked to do this him.
I found Sookie dressed in a pair of hip huggers and a blue tank top. She looked beautiful. Her jeans hugged her ass perfectly. She was getting some stuff in the picnic basket. She stood on her tiptoe trying to get a box from the top cabinet. I took the chance to help her and pushed my body against her. Not letting go off the chance to tease her.
"Eric kids are here." Sookie squirmed under me. I looked back to the living room, Anna and Rhy was still playing oblivious to the rest of the world.
"Yeah. They are." I leaned down rubbing my nose against the skin of her bare shoulder. She smelled like strawberries. I loved her scent. Inhaling more I tightened my arms around her. She stopped squirming accepting my touch.
"I love you." Placing a kiss on her temple I went to the living room. Sookie followed soon after with the overly big sized picnic basket. Shaking my head I took that from her. Anna happily held Sookie's hand and Rhys was on her arms.
"Are we going to the park daddy?" Anna asked bouncing up from the ground holding both mine and Sookie's hand.
"Yes darling." Sookie answered for me. Anna, happy with the answer, kept bouncing.
We took my jeep to the park. I still had the Audi but I hardly ever get to use it with the kids. When Sookie was with Anna I had to get another car with more space.
Setting up a picnic cloth Sookie and I sat the stuff down. Anna and Rhys were already chasing each other after Sookie made sure they weren't allowed to run too far.
I ran after both. Anna and Rhy squealed seeing me coming after them. They ran away from me giggling, I loved that sound more than anything. Then we were on the ground both of them in my arms squirming to get out and still laughing.
"Oh you little monsters, I gochha yea now." I stood up both under my arms. Sookie joined our chasing games and soon we were having lunch.
Anna and Rhys eat less made mess more. Sookie rolled her eyes saying they get this from my side of the family. I wasn't complaining they looked cute, as long as I wasn't the one cleaning.
When we reached home I knew something was off. Sookie acted differently and avoided me. I didn't know what was wrong. I tried to remember what I did to make her avoid me. Usually it's because I forgot to pick up the laundry or was late from work.
Now I didn't know what I did to make her go so off. The day was perfect; I had no idea what I did. I was clueless. Then again it was Sookie; she didn't need a reason to go off.
Sighing I got myself ready for a night of misery.
Anna and Rhy were both tired and soon they were asleep. Saying goodnight I went to the living room pouring myself some wine. I heard the Elvis's voice from the stereo. It was Sookie. She had put the music on.
She wore a lavender-colored camisole with boy shorts, and a matching housecoat left open and untied. Her hair lose, she looked beautiful. I was one lucky bastard. I sighed.
"You are not angry?" I asked taking calculated steps towards her. She shook her head smiling.
"What was that when we got home?" she looked down not answering. My hands reached inside the housecoat she wore. Placing my hand on her back I pulled her to me.
"What is it?" She didn't say anything just leaned in to my body laying her head in my chest.
"I love you." Sookie said against my shirt.
"I know." She swayed her body with the music slowly I did the same.
We continued dancing to Elvis. She loved this song.
Wise Men say
only fools rush in
but I cant help
falling in love with you
Shall I stay
would it be a sin
if I can't help falling in love with you...
Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darlin so it goes, somethings are meant to be..
Take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help fallin in love with you...
Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darlin so it goes, somethings are meant to be..
Take my hand take my whole life too for I cant help
falling in love with you
for I cant help falling in love with... you.
We swayed together even after the song was finished. Holding each other.
"Marry me!" I stopped. I was sure I misheard her. I pulled away looking at her eyes not trying to get my hopes up.
"What?" I was trying to stay calm now.
"Don't make me get down on my knees." A hint of flush in her face.
"I won't baby." I cupped her face in my hands. "Just say it one more time." I breathed long and hard. "I wonna make sure I heard you right."
Sookie smiled kissing my palms. "Marry me?" her voice didn't falter, she didn't move her eyes away. She finally wanted this. To say I was ecstatic would be understatement. I pulled her to me hugging her soft body to mine.
She is finally going to be mine.
Author Note: This is the ORIGINAL ending. I am not up to dragging this thing to fifty chapter epic novel. So additional outtakes will appear in future. If anyone's interested in reading those you'll need to put me on author alert. I guess that's it.
Thanks for reading.
