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Chapter Ten:

Well… To say this man was a poor kisser would be a terrible lie. To say that I was an idiot to be kissing him back? It was true. I am. I am a very big…idiot. A fool. And foolishly stupid… Doodoohead!

However. I am going to defend myself before my head goes completely out the window. This… Viking, has been alive for… over… a thousand years? Give or a take a few, and, well… He's a really good kisser. When do you normally get the chance to kiss someone this… talented! Really? It's rather refreshing if I must say.

When his lips first pressed gently to mine, I had frozen up, but this made him press his lips harder to mine as he pushed another. His lips were surprisingly soft, though cold, and well… I don't know… I just… Kissed him back. Instinct maybe?

He must have liked this fact because the kisses became more vehement and when his expert tongue traced my upper lip I became a little more than willing just let go and forget everything in my surroundings to just stay in this small pleasure. Can you tell my head is edging towards that window? It was so tempting to let it… He's just… a really good kisser okay!

As soon as his tongue enter my mouth and fought for dominance against my own, my hand was at the back of his head tangling itself in his hair, tightly, and the other was on his shoulder helping me pull myself closer to him. He moaned at this, and I felt a cold hand press into my lower back, pushing me flush against his hard body. Whoa… he had muscles on him… Yum.

I felt one of his long legs push between mine and against my heat causing me to gasp. He took advantage of this to pull my t-shirt from my skirt and slip his hand under my top, pulling me harder against him and rubbing circles into my hips with his thumbs. I shivered at his cold touch and bent my head back allowing him more access, making him groan with need. If it wasn't because of his knee between my own, my legs would be wrapped tightly around his waist by now…

My mind was inches from the window because of this… skilled tongue of his… and I had to stop this! How in the world did it go from anger to… well… KISSING? I never thought I would end up like this with… Eric Northman of all people!

As soon as I felt his hand snake its way round to my stomach and up to the under-wiring of my bra I pushed myself away.

"No." I gasped and released him, falling the very short distance to the sofa. I could now tell what that weird look in his eyes were, it was frigging lust! Lust! But now there was annoyance there as he forced his fangs to retract themselves.

"You," he breathed, making me shiver, "are awful." I gulped and licked my slightly swollen lips before nodding.

"Erm… yeah." my breathing was ragged too! Oh man… why am I so turned on right now? This isn't fair… Why did he have to… Gah! Stupid hormones. Stupid men… Stupid…me…

He sat back within seconds, and was lounging on the sofa looking as if what just happened had been my imagination. I would have believed this too… if it wasn't for my heart pounding, my t-shirt askew and the heat in between my legs. I bet he could bloody smell it too… dick. Times like this, I wish I hung out with humans. No heightened senses and no idea about the world around them. Hmm boring yet blissfully ignorant of the world around them…

I sat up and pushed myself into the corner as I sorted my hair out, neatening it up. He smirked at the fact I had pushed my thighs together tightly. If he made a comment, just one, I will so rescind his invitation! That'll teach him! Ass.

Luckily, he didn't. He just sat there, smirking and looking thoroughly satisfied now. My breathing gradually became normal so I felt it was now time to talk. I had to be very careful with my wording now; even more so now that I kissed him. Frick, he was a good kisser. No! Bad Hayley! Very Bad Hayley!

"Do you have any more questions?" Phew, my voice was casual, as if I didn't care about what happened! He frowned before shaking his head. He must not like this fact… or be annoyed because I am denying him? I honestly don't know. I just nodded and bit the corner of my bottom lip, averting my gaze to the TV.

We were sat in silence until the adverts came on. I had forgotten to un-mute the program… Picking up my empty carton and plate, I muttered my 'be right back' to him and walked, as normally as possible, to the kitchen to clean up.

I was rinsing the True Blood bottle out ready to put in the recycling bin when I heard his footsteps walk into the kitchen. I placed it upside down on the draining board and turned to face him, resting my back on the work top.

His hands were in his pockets and he was slouched slightly. I placed my hands on the work top either side of me and bit the inside of my cheek. Awkward? Incredibly; for me it was anyway. I mean… I just made out with him… and I really want to just pull him over by his shirt and allow him to ravage me on the worktop. Hmm… Sounds good actually… stop it Hayley!

I had to look away to hide the flush appearing on my face and licked my upper lip, one of my legs began to fidget. I was not liking this silence, and well… I never did. I was feeling very much… self-conscious whilst he just stood there staring at me. It's not a pleasant experience. Trust me. I felt like I was on show.

"So if you don't have any more questions, I guess this means you can… you know… go?" I asked quietly, not helping the squeak at the end and he chuckled before shaking his head, I just pouted which made him smile.

"You are so desperate to be out of my company. Why?" he took a couple long strides until he was about arms length away from me. I didn't like it. Being in close proximity was doing my libido no good, especially since it was still on fire from the kiss earlier. Why can't I get over it? It's not like I haven't kissed enough good kissers…

"Because… The way you're constantly staring… well it makes me feel like I'm on display and I… I just don't like the silence that constantly happens." I rambled out and scratched the back of my head nervously. He just laughed and was in front of me, his hands on my shoulders. I had tensed as soon as I felt his cold hands grip me gently.

"I'm trying to figure you out and you keep on surprising me with some new piece of information." My hand stayed at the back of my head, mid scratch, as I looked up into his curious gaze. I gulped and licked my lips nervously.

"Well, I'm a surprising person, duh." I gave him a nervous grin as I tried to act casual.

He chuckled and nodded, "If it wasn't for your smell and your innocence, I would never believe you to be a hybrid." I laughed and bobbed my head, my hand returning to rest on the worktop. I had to be casual, like the fact that he was standing so close was so not affecting me.

"I think that applies for almost everyone, especially since I am not even considering changing my life style because of my heritage." I smiled before biting my bottom lip at the fact that I enjoyed my free will and the fact that I could be the way I was. Even though my mother was living in Brighton, she still struggled to live a normal-ish life. She had less free will and hated the emotions of people. I keep trying to tell her that working as an on call A&E nurse won't help her much with her emotions. She gets too involved and ends up using her abilities to heal them, but even then, sometimes you can't fight death… Unless you become a vampire of course, loop holes and everything.

I blinked and looked up to see Eric had his phone pressed to his ear, a frown on his lips. He was speaking in a different language. I'm guessing he's talking to Pam(Pamela). I heard my name and then 'Jessica' once or twice before he growled into the phone.

His phone was in his pocket and his hold on my shoulders softened. I winced at the sudden shooting pain from my left side before I felt some bones attach themselves together and heal. He shattered my shoulder! How did I not notice this?

"What was that for?" I spoke surprisingly calm as I pointed my head to my repaired shoulder. He winced for a split second before completely releasing me and taking a step back.

"I… apologize." his voice was strained, his eyes burning a hole in my shoulder.

"Yeah… well, I'm definitely going to be ill in the morning." I frowned and rubbed and rolled my fully repaired shoulder, rolling it round so it wouldn't stiffen. When I looked up he was wearing a leather jacket and my brows shot to my head. It looked good on him. I refrained from saying a sarcastic comment about bikes and wild hogs.

"I have some… problems to sort out, so this meeting has to be cut sort." he crossed his arms as I just shrugged and nodded.

"Sure thing, I hope I won't see you for at least another week." I winked and smiled seeing his smirk.

"We'll have to see about that now shall we? Things have changed." I arched a brow at this, tilting my head.

"And just what is that supposed to mean? You don't want to get to know me anymore?" I chuckled with a mock-pout and regretted it when I found myself on the counter, my legs wrapped round his waist, a hand on my lower back and the other holding my head. Why didn't I see this coming? No really, why did I not see it coming?

"Oh, I do little one." his breath fanned out on my face and I forced myself to stay focused. Darren is so getting laid tonight…

"If you're talking about sex, then no way." and regretted saying that when he grinned, his fangs slowly extending.

"I'm sure you'll disagree sooner or later." and he closed the distance his tongue penetrating my mouth his hands in my hair, scrunching it up in the process of pulling me into him. I pushed at his hard chest trying to stop the kiss and he pulled himself back and pecking my lips chastely before disappearing. I heard the purr of a car speed out of the drive way and I sat there, catching my breath, a hand on my chest.

It took a few minutes before I jumped off the counter and caught my reflection in the window. I look bloody ravaged! Dare was definitely getting laid tonight the lucky git…

It was definitely safe to say I hadn't heard or seen Eric for a week. The only downside was I was when I returned home from work at sundown, I was expecting to find him lounging on my bed. Stupid sexy…amazing kisser of a vampire.

It was a Friday night now and I was doing a shift at Merlottes. My hair tousled, messy, full of volume with my fringe straightened around my face. A few of my lunch regulars were ecstatic to hear I was here and had even phoned extra people in just to meet me and get me to make different cocktails for them. It was truly hilarious and Sam had pushed me to one side of the bar so he could introduce me to Tara Thornton(The other barmaid that worked here occasionally, though she hadn't turned up for a little bit).

She had her long brains pulled back and was wearing a fuchsia top and skinny jeans with matching eye-shadow around her dark brown eyes. She was a beautiful woman and looked to be strong willed and full of pride. She smiled at me as she poured a jug of beer and placed it on a tray for Sookie.

I strained the current cocktail into a high ball glass and passed it to the customer, taking her money and talked about how I 'paid myself through college' by being a barmaid in night clubs. They ate it all up and asked if I ever worked in London or in 'one of those posh places those celebrities go to'. I would just laugh, smile and then shake my head saying that people thought I wasn't good enough. The compliments and tips kept on coming and I just drank it up… I liked, no I loved, my ego being stroked.

"So you're the girl taking my job then?" I heard a deep yet feminine voice say and I turned to Tara and grinned brightly.

"Only lunch time and I can't say no to working with Lafayette in the kitchen." she laughed and nodded.

"He does have a few tales on him doesn't he?" she grinned as she took the cap off a bright blue bottle and handed it to Arlene.

"He's not the only one." I winked making her laugh and turn to Sam saying 'I like this one!'. This made me smile and I handed a mojito over to a customer seeing I was all done with making the cocktails and turned to Sam.

"Does Lafayette need any help?" I called out and he ran a hand threw his hair before turning to me and nodded. I grinned and quickly made a Mojito placing a few straws in the large glass and walking round to the kitchen.

"Need some help?" I called out grabbing a navy apron with my free hand. Lafayette paused from flipping a burger to face me and his eyes lit up at the drink in my hand.

"Hooker you knows I always needs y'all help." he grinned taking the glass with a quick thank you. He took a sip as he flipped some burgers and placed the drink next to him, "Could you dress those plates up and cook up some more chips?" he asked and I nodded getting straight to work.

With my help in the kitchen, Lafayette and Terry Bellefleur (As a young man Terry was a POW in the Vietnam War for a few years, as a result he is nervous and unstable) could relax a little. I laughed with Lafayette as he told me of one of his latest 'scrummy' finds.

"So what about you hooker? Yous been all different for like a week? Your vamp not satisfying you enough?" he asked me through his lashes whereas I just grinned and laughed as I placed some lettuce on the side of a meal and put it up to the surface for Sookie to take to her section.

"Well, he's not complaining because the guy is getting more than usual, but I think I'm just going through one of my phases." I shrugged and Lafayette nodded knowingly. I really didn't want to explain… change thought process! Darren… Screaming Orgas- NO!… Drinks… Lafayette's escapades! I repeated in my head before I grinned to Lafayette and concentrated on when he last had one of those experiences. I really didn't want Sookie to accidentally hear my thought process about a certain vampire.

I concentrated on cutting a tomato thinking about its redness and the juiciness. It worked because when Sookie came over she laughed and said 'it's a ripe tomato girl! Stop fantasizing about It.' with a wink. I just laughed and winked.

"Hayley, you got some customers out here." Sam leaned over the bar to see me and I nodded shouting a 'coming boss!' before taking Lafayette's glass saying I'll make him another after he's taken out the trash later. He grinned saying I will make a fine wife one day and making me laugh as I slid into the bar and concentrated on orders.

Tara and I were wiping down the bar whilst Sam was counting the takings. There were only a few customers left in the bar, one of them being Andy Bellefleur, a detective of this area. He was pretty much drunk and was not about to stop. I looked at the clock behind me. My shift had finished 15 minutes ago. Oops.

Quickly making Lafayette's drink I dropped it in, seeing he wasn't there and shrugged, leaving it on the side before making my way to Sam's office.

"Hey Hay," Sam greeted me as I walked in. I grinned and said my own 'hey' as I picked up my bag and keys. I turned to see Sam staring and I smiled.

"Was the takings good?" he nodded with a grin.

"When you next come in, we'll talk about pricing and a cocktail menu for you on a Friday night if you wouldn't mind doing that for a while longer. The place was packed." I squealed and jumped on the spot.

"Seriously? Oh wow! Man… This is going to be so fun!" I pulled out a sheet of folded A4 paper and unfolded it, "I mean, I've already done some working out, I'll need to write some more down because the most requested changed tonight, so maybe we can do some sort of cocktail of the night or something." I continued rambling as I handed the sheet of paper to Sam who chuckled and nodded, knowing I have been writing down in a notebook in my free moments ever since we briefly mentioned this before. What can I say, I'm enthusiastic!

"I'll take a look at this, now get on home, Darren's probably waiting." I grinned excitedly, Darren was taking me dancing tonight and that was all I could talk about as soon as I walked in. His nights at Fangtasia have cut down to two nights a week now, Friday night being his night off!

I gave Sam a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek, shouted my bye's to the girls before leaving and jumping in my car. As I pulled out, I noticed a few bags around the trash can and arched a confused brow at it before leaving and heading home to have a shower, dress pretty and go dance the rest of my night away! Maybe this time I won't hook up with a shifter… or a were… they smelled funny and were hairy… Well… Unless you were Sam. He smelled good and was really cushty when hugging…

Since this is a short chapter, I thought I mere as well upload it.

So... the first kiss... I wasn't sure how far I should go with it when I was writing it, in fact, I the original draft was half the size and Hayley had broken away much sooner. I felt it deserved something more, to... you know... show some seriously chemistry? Does it work?

Anyway, expect more of that in future chapters. In fact, if I get a beautiful amount of reviews/alerts/favourites (You get the gist of this), I will leave little spoilers at the end of the chapters. I would leave one for the next chapter, but it's just rather boring ;) Or is it?

Thanks for reading, hope it is satisfying.

See y'all soon.