Okay so I am spoiling you with another long chapter and a trip to Barbados with our fav characters! Tell me what y'all think. I am hoping you all like it so far. Thanks!
Okay no making fun of me, but I listened to Kokomo by the Beach Boys as inspiration as I wrote this. No judging. So I gave the title of this chapter to the Beach Boys hit.
Kokomo –Beach Boys
Bill POV
Bill had ordered Jessica to watch the Stackhouse home, trying to find out if anything interesting was happening. And there was. According to Jessica she saw both Pam and Jason coming and going. Eric was also there, but he seemed to be living there now. She also reported that a small woman of "other nature" came to the home with a doctor's bag. Bill had encountered Dr. Ludwig once before. And that was for Sookie. He wondered if she was injured. She managed to find herself in trouble, which pissed him off more than he cared for. Her body, her blood, was his and not to be marred. Bill had decided it was time to pick up the act he had abandoned when he believed Sookie was gone for good. He was going to have to go back to his Southern genteel personality he had used in his original seduction of Miss Stackhouse. And to carry the façade of hurt due to her recent decisions, when in reality he was infuriated he had to stoop this low for a decent meal.
Katie walked into his office. "Your majesty, your guest has arrived." Behind Katie, stood a mousey woman wearing a peasant top, long skirt, and several crystals adorning her neck that clicked against each other as she walked. She looked confused and nervous, causing her mannerisms to become twitchy. Bill excused Katie and asked the woman to sit. She timidly crossed the room and placed herself in the indicated chair. Bill walked in front of her and leaned against his desk pulling her under his influence, "Marnie, you will not remember meeting with me. You will also not remember this conversation and will tell no one what you are doing or why. You will simply do it. I want you to do a spell for me. It will involve tainting the mind of a vampire. A rather old one at that. Can you accomplish this?" She nodded mutely, "I would need to research the magic, but it would depend on the severity of the spell on the mind." Bill nodded, "Good, research it. Katie has the information you require regarding the type of spell and a brief profile of the individual the spell is intended for. If you have questions, we have also included Katie's contact information which may be called at any time. I expect this to be done as soon as you are able and to keep us informed of your progress. Do you understand?"
Again she nodded silently, agreeing to his terms. She then twitched, breaking from his glamour, but said, "Thank you for taking the time to speak with me. I will get in contact with Katie." She bounced off her seat and walked through the doors, leaving the mansion. Bill leaned back and smiled that his plan had begun. He walked out of his office and up the stairs. He entered his bedroom and began looking for the clothes he wore before he was made king. He found jeans, a plain black tshirt, and boots. He mussed his hair like he used to as well. He regarded the old Bill in the mirror.
He then called Katie to inform Sookie and company he was calling on her within the hour. He then walked downstairs while deepening his southern lilt Sookie had loved. He was as close to the hometown boy Sookie would get, which was something Bill knew she had always desired in her vampire. Eric would never be hometown boy. Another reason Sookie would again be his.
He finished some paperwork. He was quite behind, due to Sookie and all the bullshit popularity contest events the AVL was asking him to attend. He told Katie he would be away for an hour, then he was coming back to call Nan and hopefully had time for a blowjob from Katie. The last one he received from her was terrible, but maybe he could glamour her into giving him a better one. He left out he would probably be glamouring her into submission again, turned and smiled to himself.
Sookie POV
Sookie awoke in Eric's cubby. She stretched and felt for Eric, surprised her wasn't wrapped around her. When she felt empty sheets she jerked up, causing the lights to pop on. She glanced around the small space, finding no Eric. Was it really already past sunset? She looked to the side table, but remembered there was no clock down here. Damn. She got up, stretched and found the still folded nightie on the floor of the cubby. She slipped that on and grabbed her dress and heels from the floor. She made the bed and straightened up the place. She then climbed the ladder. Her house was quiet and the lights were off. She stepped out of the cubby and walked to the kitchen to check the time. 8:30pm. Shit. She had slept way longer than she had needed to. They were all supposed to be leaving for their trip in about two hours. Sookie spotted a piece of paper on the table and grabbed it.
She grabbed the note and read.
Lover,
I hated to leave you, but didn't want to wake you when you need rest. Pam and I have some instructions for the staff at the bar and personal matters to finish up before we leave, Jason will be by around 10:00 to make sure you are ready and have eaten. We will meet you there and then depart for Barbados. Pam laid out your clothes and we have your luggage already loaded. All you need to do is to get ready, eat and drink some water. I love you and see you soon.
E
She shook her head and laughed at his repeated instructions to eat. As if she was an idiot who could forget these things without him. She didn't like Eric assigning Jason to check up on her as if she needed a babysitter either. She pushed away the irritation, saying it was because he cared.
She ran up the stairs and hopped in the shower. She took her time, relaxing under the scalding water. Instead of using her girly soap, she used Irish Spring liquid soap, which Sookie breathed in as she lathered herself up. It smelled so clean and refreshing. She rinsed out the shampoo from her hair and rinsed herself off before stepping out of the shower and going to see what Pam had in mind for her tonight. Lying on her bed was a patterned yellow strapless dress that had white silhouettes of flowers and leaves all over. It was very summery and cute. Sookie was really getting excited for Barbados. She would love spending time during the day lying out in the sun. She wondered if Eric had a pool. Knowing him, he probably did.
She quickly got dressed and left her hair down, but did a braid starting just above her ears, working her hair back towards the back of her head for a casual, but polished look. She went to grab some sandals. She pulled out the same white wedges she had worn the other day and headed over to put her makeup on. She finished up and headed downstairs. She went into the kitchen and thought about what she wanted to eat. She looked in her fridge and grabbed a chicken breast. She grilled the chicken breast after seasoning it with oil and basil. She then made herself a ceasar salad. She cut up the chicken and plopped it right into the salad bowl and dug in.
As Sookie rinsed her plate, she heard a knock on the door. Thinking it must be Jason, she hurried to answer it. She opened the door, and gasped as she saw Bill. Fear slowly crept into her, but she reminded herself she had revoked his invitation so she was perfectly safe. Unless one of the guards decided to shoot her with one of their massive guns. Or even come in and drag her out. She was beginning to panic when Bill held his hands up in a surrender motion. "Sookie calm down. I only came to apologize for my behavior the other night at Fangtasia and for hurting you the way I did."
Sookie looked Bill over. This wasn't the Bill she had seen the other night at Fangtasia. King Bill was gone. He wore his old leather jacket, t-shirt, jeans, and his hair was not gelled. This was the old Bill she had known. Or thought she had known. She looked him over, and her heart panged, remembering the pain he had caused her. His expression was one of regret, deep hurt, and longing. He continued to speak as Sookie regarded him, judging his sincerity, "I do regret it and I will regret it for the rest of my existence. Your safety is what is important to me, so I want you to know you have nothing to fear from me. Sookie, I never lied about loving you. I know you are now with Eric. And while that doesn't please me, I am glad you are finding happiness with him. You deserve it. I hope he doesn't hurt you."
To say Sookie was shocked, was an understatement. She looked at Bill and wondered if this was genuine. He certainly seemed to be. She responded, "Thanks for the apology. Regarding Eric and my relationship with him, I appreciate the sentiment, but not the thought behind it. I don't need your approval, so I don't give a damn about what does or doesn't please you. Furthermore, I find it amusing that you hope I don't get hurt by Eric, when you are the only one that has truly hurt me. Now if you please would leave, I am expecting company soon and I don't believe any of them would be happy with you being here."
Bill looked pissed for a moment before he cleared it away and nodded his head, back to having sad puppy eyes and regret painted over his features. Sookie didn't give a shit. She would never trust him again. She then closed the door in his face. She stalked to her living room and sat on the couch. She focused on the area around her house for minds. She felt Bill and both his human and vampire guards leading away, probably back towards his home. She also felt a mind coming down her driveway. A human mind. She read the thoughts and found Jason, thinking about how nervous he was to fly.
She got off the sofa and went to open the door. He bounded up the steps and gripped her in a hug. She gripped him back and they walked into the house. They sat and flicked on the TV, waiting for Eric and Pam, chatting through the commercials. Suddenly Sookie heard her door crash open and then had a very pissed off Eric in her face. Breathing in deeply. Sookie was shocked, but held still, afraid to move. Suddenly Eric was knocked back several feet by a smaller frame. Pam. She then stood in front of Sookie in a protective stance.
Sookie was so confused about what was going on. Jason at this point was also standing in front of her, though he looked as confused as she did. What the hell was going on? Eric snarled, but Sookie saw he was desperate to get a grip on his emotions. "Eric, what the hell is wrong with you." He looked at her with no expression on his face. Sookie was about to start screaming her head off for scaring her like that when Pam cut in, "Sookie, Eric picked up Bill's scent on your porch. But since I am the only one thinking rationally, I will fill him in for you. Eric, Bill's scent ended on the porch so whatever he came here for, he would have had to remain on the porch. You also didn't smell any sex. You also smell Sookie, who smells of soap and her brother." Sookie couldn't believe this. Eric thought she would have had sex with Bill? She was pissed, but more hurt. Why didn't he trust her? She had never, never, in all the time they had been aquatinted lied to him or given him reason not to trust her.
Sookie backed slowly away from the three and walked to the kitchen, trying to calm her nerves. She grabbed a glass of water and walked onto the back side of the wraparound porch. She sat herself on the steps and sipped at her water. Tonight had started so good. They were going to Barbados, they had just bonded for the second time, not to mention the almost constant sex-capades they had been having since they got together. She looked over to find her brother's boots next to her. She looked up to his face. He had a look of sympathy on it. "Sook, can I sit? I ain't gonna talk to ya if you don't want me to." She grabbed his hand and tugged him down to sit beside her. They just sat there, looking out over the yard and garden their Gran had been so proud of. After her death, Sookie had let it go to weeds, insects, and dead plants. Now it was well-manicured again and well-tended. By who, Sookie hadn't any idea. She gave a deep sigh, looking at her watch. If they weren't going to Barbados she was going to bed. She was suddenly exhausted and her head was pounding.
Sensing her fatigue, Jason rubbed her back. She sensed Eric coming onto the porch and walk up behind them. Jason looked up and said, "I will give you guys some time. Sookie, let me know if you need me." She nodded. She may not have a lot, but she had Jason and always would. He headed inside and Eric moved to take his place beside her. She continued to look forward. Eric looked at her, wondering where to start this conversation she guessed. "Sookie, I am so sorry. Especially for frightening you. I had no right to come in and react the way I did." Sookie looked down and said, "No shit." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Sookie, I am really new to this bonding thing and I will admit that when it comes to you I am incredibly protective and jealous. I will try and better myself. I promise. Will you please forgive me?" Sookie looked at him and she said, "Eric, I am not upset that you scared me. I am upset because you didn't trust me. I have told you that I love you. I am not the type to run around on the person I am in love with. This is the second time you have reacted to something like this, the first when you smelled Sam on me. Have I ever done anything in the time we have known each other to not believe me when I say something?"
Eric looked at her, shaking his head, "No, but Bill Compton has. He is the one I do not trust. But I took that out on you, and I am sorry. As for Sam, he is in love with you, so I don't trust him either." Sookie shook her head. "If Sam and I were going to get together, it would have happened already. I see him as a friend and my boss. He knows that too. Hell, he just fired me for God's sake. When it comes to you and me, your only focus should be you and me. Period."
Eric looked her in the face, his eyes telling her he understood and was deeply apologetic. "I need you to tell me you understand, because I don't want to go through this again." He nodded and said, "I understand. I love you and I am sorry. Do you still want to go to Barbados?" She looked at him surprised. She nodded and he smiled at her and took her hand in his. He led her around the porch and down the front steps. Pam and Jason were already in a van with the engine running. Was Pam really driving a minivan? That was hilarious. She started laughing and Eric looked at her confused as he slid open the back door, helping her in and sitting beside her as he closed the door shut. "Pam you drive a minivan?" She looked Sookie in the rearview mirror. "Excuse me, I know you are not criticizing me for what I drive when you haul your ass around in that busted up piece of shit you call a car. You must be joking. I can understand why you are surprised in my taste, but I find this model of car very convenient for hauling shit around. Whether it is recent purchases or dead bodies."
Sookie and Jason gaped back in surprise, causing Pam and Eric to laugh. Jason looked over his shoulder, wondering if they were serious. She shook her head. They needed to stop messing with her. Soon the car was zooming down the highway. "Where are we going? This is not the way to the airport," Jason noted, looking out the window at the signs speeding by. "We are not going to the airport. We are taking a private plane." Eric and Pam looked like this was something they did every day, like checking their email. Sookie and Jason looked impressed and even nervous about travelling in such a way. "Eric, you rented a plane for this?"
He scoffed, "Rent? No, I own it. I have for about a year and a half now." Sookie gaped. She was now definitely nervous and couldn't believe little old backwater her would even set eyes on a private plane, let alone ride in one. She had ridden in the Anubis airplane when they had gone to Dallas and she had thought that was lavish, even though there were others travelling with her. "It's very safe Sookie. I promise you. It's definitely safer than flying commercially." He took her hand and rubbed it soothingly, not getting her anxiety. Jason was also looking between them and Pam, not knowing what the hell to expect. "Oh my God, will you two calm down. It's a fucking plane. An extremely safe one. We are not marching you to your death," Pam exclaimed.
She pulled onto a gravel drive barely discernible to the human sets of eyes in the car. Slowly they made their way into what looked like a wooded area. They drove through the woods, both extremely baffled. Sookie tried to settle the hell down, but her head still ached and all Jason's questions and her own questions were bombarding her mind. She gripped her head in her hands and closed her eyes. She tried to relax and Eric was soothing her. He asked her if she needed his blood for her headache, but she shook her head. She would be fine once they got to the plane and she could hopefully pass out for the five hour flight.
They pulled into a clearing in the middle of the wooded area where they saw an airplane hangar and a large white airplane with black design on the tail end of it. Sookie recognized the symbol from one of Eric's necklaces on the back wing and smiled. Pam stopped the car and they all got out. Sookie and Jason stood at the bottom of the plane's staircase waiting for Eric to give the pilot instructions and for Pam to get all the bags out of the car. Pam unloaded enough luggage from the car to last them a couple of months in Barbados without doing laundry.
Eric finished his discussion with the pilot and ushered Sookie up the steps of the plane with Jason and Pam in tow. She walked through the door and gasped. It was gorgeous. Even Jason gasped in disbelief. The interior was beautifully decorated in shades of white and black with accents of grey thrown in. It was almost too beautiful to sit down in. "Oh my God. You both get that this isn't that norm for people like me and Jason. This is incredible!" Pam and Eric looked bored. Pam moved around her and plopped down saying, "It's Versace," as if it was from Sears.
Eric pushed her towards two reclining white leather seats facing each other that were so soft it felt like she was sitting on a cloud. "People like you and Jason? People like you and Jason now travel this way. So, yes this is now the norm for you both." Sookie felt like the chair was hugging her. Across the "aisle" was Jason and Pam in chairs which mirrored Eric and Sookie's. Jason reclined back in the chair and relaxed. Sookie knew she wouldn't be able to relax until they took off.
Eric POV
Sookie sat rigid in her chair. She was tense and he could feel that her headache through the bond was still bothering her. He leaned forward, "Sookie, you should try and get some rest. You can sleep here, the couches, or there is a small enclosed space with a bed if you would prefer that. It's where I sleep when I travel during the day, but it should be comfortable for you." She looked at him in surprise. He knew she had never seen a plane like this, but it was now hers as well as his. She would need to get used to it.
The plane purred to life and they began taxying down the runway. He noticed Sookie tense up and he grabbed her to him before they were lifted off the ground. He held her to him tightly, assuring her she was safe. Jason looked excited, and Pam her usual bored. They reached the altitude they would be flying at the majority of the trip and Sookie finally relaxed in his arms. Eric continued to stroke her hair and kiss her temple. When Pam cleared her throat Eric looked over at her. "Please do all of us a favor and do not initiate Sookie in the mile high club while Jason and I are here. That would be awkward." Jason looked at Eric and nodded, "Yeah, please." Sookie turned beet red and Eric chuckled. "As much as I would like to fuck your sister until the plane rocks, I think she isn't feeling as amorous as I am at the moment. So you are in luck." Sookie gasped and smacked him in the arm. "Eric!"
Jason, Pam, and Eric all laughed at Sookie's prim southern propriety. She pushed herself off of Eric and sat back in her chair. She copied Jason and reclined back. Another woman walked in and offered them lists of items available to eat and drink. Jason ordered a beer and sandwich, Pam a Royalty, Eric nothing giving Sookie a significant look, and Sookie water. Sookie suddenly tensed again, but tried to play it off as a yawn. She was going to need to work on her poker face. He wondered what had changed to cause her to tense. Then the flight attendant walked back in and Eric understood. He had fucked her one time almost two years ago on a quick flight to Dallas.
The same trip to Dallas that Sookie had taken, with a different vampire, on a different plane. He wondered if she was thinking something nasty about Sookie. He intended to find out. If so it wouldn't be happening again. Sookie had closed her eyes and snuggled into the chair. Eric got up and walked over to the woman, pulling her under glamour. "Did you think disgusting thoughts about the woman with me?" The woman nodded, "Yes, that she was trash and that you needed me to satisfy you." Eric growled. "You didn't satisfy me you cow. You will not think about what we did on this plane ever again. Or think anything about the people I bring on this plane with me. Now give me a pillow and blanket and find some pain relievers." She turned and handed him a fluffy down comforter with a white silk duvet and a down pillow with a matching pillowcase.
He turned, releasing her from the glamour and walked back to Sookie. She hadn't even noticed him leave. He lifted her head up and placed the pillow under her head. Then he tucked the blanket around her. The flight attendant walked up with a tray holding her bottled water and pain relievers. He took her pills and water, not even looking at her, and turned to Sookie. He read the dosage and instructions, calculating how much to give her. He held out three pills and uncapped the water for her to drink. She took them from him and swallowed it down with water. He watched as her throat muscles contracted as she swallowed and he got hard. He wanted to initiate her into the mile high club. Badly. But she was sick so he was going to be blue balling it this trip. He kissed her forehead and sat back in his seat. Sookie leaned forward and kissed him, whispering a quiet "thanks" against his lips before she leaned back and fell asleep.
Eric watched her as she slept, talking to Pam and Jason until he too fell asleep. Sookie woke four hours and fifteen minutes after they had departed Louisiana. She looked around, asking how much longer and if she snored. He laughed saying, "We are about an hour away from our destination. You can go back to sleep. We will wake you." She shook her head, looking at Jason's sleeping form. She glanced at Eric and he felt her internal conflict. He looked at her, suddenly feeling her arousal. She needed to be fucked. Hell, he needed it more than she did. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back to the enclosed space. It was going to be fast, but he would satisfy them both until he could get them to the ground.
He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, as if there was a slot there just for them. He kissed her desperately forcing his tongue past her lips and moving into her hot mouth. He moaned, grinding her down on his erection, which he had sported since they had departed from Shreveport. She gasped and bit into his shoulder, not hard enough to draw blood, causing him to shudder. He massaged her through her underwear, but got tired of them and ripped them off. She gasped saying, "Eric! Damn! I don't have any spare with me." He chuckled and whispering in her ear, "Ah, just what I wanted you to say." She laughed, but bit her lip. Eric realized she was trying to be quiet. He chuckled. "Should I make you scream and wake your brother Sookie?" She said, "Eric you wouldn't dare." He began rubbing her clit and felt she was already wet and ready for him. He brought his fingers to his lips and said, "I have never tasted anything better, even your blood doesn't taste this fucking good." He licked it into his mouth and then prompted her to try it herself.
The image of her licking her own sweetness off his fingers drove him to madness, and he pulled his track suit pants down enough to release his raging cock and plunged up into her. She gasped and then bit his shoulder again. She began to help him bounce herself up and down, but sudden turbulence caused him to lose balance and bring them down to the floor. He immediately thrust back into her and moved at vampire speed. He tugged the top of her dress down and moved one hand to her clit and the other to her nipple while placing his mouth on the other. She was moaning and huffing against his shoulder as she bit into it to quiet her screams. Her hot breath against his skin made him give her a good pounding. He feared tomorrow she wouldn't be able to walk.
He continued to thrust into her, but began changing positions as he slowly kneeled leaving her on the floor. He grabbed her hips and lifted them so her butt was off the ground in the air, giving him a new angle to thrust into her. She was writhing and was stifling her moans and screams by biting on her own arm. He growled and pulled her arm away from her mouth. She hissed trying to pull it back to her. He held her arms in one of his own as he pumped into her. Her mouth was a tight line and she moaned and squeaked through her nose. Her eyes were begging him to let her be quiet, but he couldn't. He pulled her roughly up against his chest so he could feel her nipples rub against his chest, stilling his thrusts and allowing him to fully lodge into her wet heat for a moment. She moaned at him stilled inside of her and his eyes rolled in pleasure before he fully pulled out of her, causing her to gasp and shake in protest.
He flipped her over and layed her down flat, on her belly, then lifted her hips and entered her again. She let a loud groan slip out, and then quieted down again remembering she was trying to be quiet. He wanted her to scream. He was suddenly pushed deeply into her by his own thrust and by a turbulent gush of air causing the plane to bounce. Sookie shrieked in pleasure, causing Eric to grin. She was getting close and she was going to scream for him.
He leaned down so his chest was over her back and he grabbed her arms pushing them above her head, resting her palms on the floor. He pushed into her relentlessly. He whispered, "Sookie, the plane will land soon, you need to come for me." She gasped and moaned putting her forehead to the floor, willing herself to come, but quietly. It wouldn't work.
Eric licked the pads of his fingers and ran them under her. She gasped as he brutally rubbed her clit. Eric worked her faster with both his cock and his fingers. He then hooked his middle finger inside of her as he continued to ram his cock into her and she screamed loudly enough for the pilot to hear in the cockpit (he was used to it). Her beautiful scream and clenching walls caused him to roar with a release and he shuddered as he filled her with his seed. He lay on her, but only for a moment. She rolled over, gasping for air. "I can't believe you just did that! You pervert!" He rolled on top of her again and kissed her roughly and licked her lips and tongue with his own. She was perfect.
She responded to the kiss. "Say thank you to me Sookie." She looked up at him incredulous. "For what? Embarrassing me in front of Pam and Jason?" He kissed her again, "No for making you come incredibly hard and initiating you into the mile high club. Say thank you." She laughed but said, "Thank you Eric. Isn't it the protocol for new members to recruit others to the club?" He growled and, "You will never fuck another on a plane or anywhere else, unless you are doing it with me!" She laughed again replying, "Relax, I was kidding. I still can't believe you made me scream, you jerk." He stood up sliding his pants back over his dick. He then helped Sookie up and "helped" her get her breasts back in the dress he had yanked down. Really it was like he gave them a good fondle and he pinched her nipples to say goodbye to them until they could be alone again.
Eric led them out of the small space and back out into the main section of the plane. He glared at Pam and now a wide awake Jason to let them know not to say anything. Too bad he had raised a disobedient child and Sookie had a stupid brother. Jason looked awkward and said, "Jesus Sook, you're a screamer huh?" and Pam followed that up with, "Oh Sookie, you trying not to make any noise was my favorite part. Well, that and you failing horribly at it. I almost was randy enough to jump Jason here." Sookie blushed telling Pam to shut up. Jason cocked his eyebrow Pam's way. "Just kidding Bubba. I boarded the pussy train long ago and have never been tempted to get off. Sorry." Jason looked genuinely disappointed. It would have been too weird for his child to be banging Sookie's brother anyway.
The plane began it's descent and Eric seated himself, placing Sookie on his lap. He held her tightly. She hugged herself to him and whispered, "Thank you for bringing me here Eric. I love you." Eric only gripped her tighter to him.
Sookie POV
Sookie bounced on Eric's lap as the plane touched down, causing Eric to growl low as her bare ass smacked against his groin. She stood up as gracefully as possible, because of her lack of underwear, and held her dress down as she walked down towards the door of the plane. The pilot had unlatched the stairs and offered his hand to her to help her down, but Eric gave him a cold stare and moved to help her. They walked out and the tangy rich fragrances of Barbados hit her. The heat touched her skin, even at night. She loved it. There was a slight humidity reminding her of the bayous of Louisiana. She held Eric's hand as he spoke in what she thought was Portuguese to a man who had been assigned as a driver.
Then he pulled her towards a car and they climbed in. The driver pulled away from the plane, which was being stored in a similar hangar as the one they left in Shreveport. She noticed this mini airport was rather secluded too. Just then she noticed Pam and Jason hadn't gotten in the car. Eric said, "They are in the car behind us." She looked up at him and they made out like teenagers the whole ride until she felt the car slow to a stop. Pulling away from him, she was breathless. He looked fazed himself. His hair was a mess. She giggled and tried to smooth it out.
They got out of the car and noticing a sign that said "Flor de Paraíso", Sookie wondered where they were. "Eric, this is beautiful, but I thought you said you had a house here. Why are we staying at hotel?" Pam walked up the stairs to the lavish hotel, saying nothing as she made her way through the door. People appeared out of nowhere getting their bags and hauling them to their rooms. "Sookie this is not a hotel. This is my home. Now your home as well." He began saying things in Portuguese again. The size of the "house" would be considered huge. Sookie was having difficulty grasping that this was a private residence and not a hotel. Let alone that he kept referring to it as hers.
The whole house was white, which was beautiful set amongst all the lush greenery and floral vegetation surrounding it. Sookie could smell the ocean air. They must be a beach front. Oh my God. There were balconies on top and bottom floors adorned with exotic floral vines and gigantic hanging potted plants. Sookie looked around not even able to see where the house ended or began. Eric dragged her up the stairs and walked through the front door. Sookie's eyes followed a large grand staircase. Seeing an older woman, Eric walked over and spoke rapid Portuguese with her. She had no idea what he was saying, but there seemed to be a lot of gesturing and glancing her way. She stood and shuffled her feet. Eric squeezed her hand and led her around the house. It was HUGE. She was going to get lost. Jason and Pam followed.
Eric said the 19,000 sq. feet house sat on 26 acres of beachfront property. They also were located on 400 feet of beautiful turquois protected waters. The house had eleven bedrooms, nine bathrooms all spread out over two floors. There was a pool, Jacuzzi, steam room, sauna, theater room, gym, guest house, and servant's quarters. The spectacular views were of the ocean and the beautiful hills. Eric also gestured to a large building near the water where all his boats, jet skis, and other "water equipment" was kept. Only he would call it water equipment.
As they walked through, Pam explained she had stuck with a traditional, but elegant tropical Caribbean theme in the house. She explained that the majority of furniture and fabrics were either antique or designer. As she said this, she literally sat down and began painting her nails on a sofa that once belonged to some queen. Was she serious?
It was almost too much for Sookie. She went out the back of the house through one of the many sets of French doors and looked at the ocean. It was gorgeous. The moon, the stars, the crickets and locusts buzzing in tune with the ocean waves. She had never seen anything more beautiful.
Eric stepped out and led her to a table where he had a beautiful dinner set up for her and Jason. They all sat down and Jason and Sookie teased Eric and Pam what snobs they were to think this wasn't lavish and extremely over the top. Beautiful, but over the top. They all laughed and joked as they ate, the humans enjoying a traditional Baja King fish with couscous. Sookie and Jason moaned at the vibrant tastes their strict southern style palate had never tasted. Eric and Pam looked at them as they enjoyed their meal, experiencing it through them. Pam and Eric drank Royalty to satiate their hunger. Sookie noticed the sky getting lighter turning to an eggplant purple. Soon the sky was deep lavender and she was getting worried. Eric sensing her concern took her to their room, which was the largest and most extravagant in the house. In the walk in closet, he lifted a wooden panel with a lens. Suddenly a red beam of light came out searching his eye and clicking the door open to admit him. He entered a small room with a full size bed. He told Sookie he needed to have her eye scanned to the device so she could enter anytime to get to him.
The process took maybe two minutes, but she was tired of dallying with the contraption. She made to get into bed with him as he died for the day, but he stopped her. "Sookie, I am told one of the most beautiful experiences is a sunrise over the ocean. You should go experience your first one Lover." Sookie leaned in and kissed him, "Thank you Eric." He smiled and kissed her lips once more before she headed out of his closet and out to see the morning sun meet the ocean.
She went to find Jason. Apparently Pam and Jason were going to be staying in the guest house, even though there was more than enough room in the main house. She knocked on the door, but walked in and found Jason sleeping on the couch. She shook him awake and they made their way out towards the beach. They both sank in the sand and waited. When the sun began peaking over the horizon, the colors in the sky were literally dancing with each other. They were changing too fast for them to truly appreciate each one individually. The birds in the area were screaming at the sun to hurry up, but Sookie and Jason wanted to make it go in slow motion. It was beautiful.
"Sookie, Eric really loves you. At first he terrified me. I was nervous as hell when you got with him. I thought this would be Bill all over. But even when you don't notice, his eyes are trained on you starin' at you, with such emotion. Where we are from, this all would be considered a fairy tale for you. Eric came to me and asked me for my blessin' to propose to you. Not my permission, because he knew it would put you off. I gave it to him Sook. Because I think he is the best thing for you. He loves you. He wants to give you things. He wants to show you things we in Bon Temps can never even imagine. But he said his main priority is that you are happy. And to keep you safe. I just want you to know I support you in this if this is somethin' you want. And that I will come and stay with you here anytime you want me to," he said with a laugh. Sookie had tears trailing her cheeks and hugged Jason to her. The morning sun was in full force now. Jason whispered, "I love you Sook." She wiped her tears as she hugged him and whispered, "Love you too Jase."
Okay, so I have been posting links in my profile to give you a visual with descriptions that are in my story, especially Sookie's outfits. I included for this chapter Eric's airplane and Barbados home. The mansion I have posted is actually for sale and the description of the house is accurate in the story, so if any FF readers out there have a spare $7.2 million lying around consider this gorgeous property, and then invite me for a visit! The plane is a private jet for Versace VIPs, but it was so glam I had to have it for Pam and Eric in my story. So check out those links!