Just a few things really quick then we'll get onto the chapter!
In my a/n at the end of the last chapter, I said we'd find out more about what happened between Eric and Alex and how they made up. Well, I didn't get to it this chapter, but it is one of the first things on the agenda for the next chapter. I totally didn't mean to lie to you all! Sorry!
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Eric's POV
Hoyt and I, were getting our asses wiped across the pool table by Hoyt, Jr. and Alex, when Sookie and Jessica came over to join us.
"Hey beautiful," Hoyt said as he kissed Jessica on the cheek.
I followed his lead and kissed Sookie on the cheek too. I couldn't have Hoyt Fortenberry making me look bad; could I?
"Hoyt, can I have the keys to the truck? Me and Sookie haven't spent much time together lately and we figured that if y'all didn't mind to watch the boys for the evening, that we'd head back to her house and catch up."
"That's fine, Jess," he said as he handed her the keys. "How long you want us to stay away for?"
Jessica looked at her watch and said, "I don't know. Eleven maybe. It's not a school night, so I see no reason the boys can't be out that late. How about you, Sook?" Sookie shrugged her shoulders.
"Well then, Eric, the boys, and I will be there at eleven. Y'all have fun."
"Thanks, babe. I love you" she said as she hugged him and started to walk away.
"Hey, Jess," Hoyt said, "y'all be careful. I know that "catching up" to you means consuming ridiculous amounts of alcohol," he laughed.
"We'll be careful," she said smiling.
"Hey Jess," Sookie said, "Let me meet you in the truck."
"Okay, Sookie."
Sookie gave Alex a hug and said, "You be good for your dad. Don't you give him any trouble."
"Okay, mom," he said as he went to take his shot.
She turned to me and said, "You sure you don't mind this?"
"Of course not. Hoyt, the boys, and I will be fine, Sookie. You and Jessica go have fun. I love you," I said as I kissed her forehead.
"I love you," she said smiling as she turned and left.
Sookie's POV
8:00 PM
Jessica and I were pulling up to the house in Hoyt's truck. Jess parked, we grabbed the bags out of the back seat, and we headed inside. The guys had strict orders not to come home before eleven.
"So, you ready to have some fun tonight, Sookie?" Jessica asked as she practically skipped to the door.
"I think I am. So, you called Tara, and who else?" I asked wondering just how many people I should expect in my house.
"Amelia's the only other one," she said as I opened the door.
Amelia was actually a friend of Jess's. She was Jason's age and although we were only a couple of years apart and hung out at a lot of the same places and parties growing up, our friends didn't intermingle an awful lot.
In fact, the main reason I was so close to Jessica and Hoyt was because we had kids that were best friends. Hoyt was around a lot when I was younger, with Jason, but I didn't hang out with them. It wasn't until Alex and Hoyt, Jr. started hanging out a lot that we became close and I got to know Amelia through them.
"Well, I guess they'll be here soon. We better get ready," I said as I sat the bags on the counter.
Jess started emptying the bags. "Do you keep the bags or throw them away?"
"I take them to Shreveport and recycle them." I pointed to the cabinets in front of her and said, "There's a bin in that cabinet," then I reached into the cabinet above me and pulled out the blender.
I sat the blender on the counter and plugged it in and Jess went right to work filling the pitcher with ice. "Can you hand me the Patron and margarita mix?" she asked as she sat it back on its base.
I handed her what she needed and got out my dusty, old margarita set from the cabinet over the fridge. I washed off all the glasses while Jessica blended the ingredients. By the time the glasses were clean there was a knock at the door. I went to answer the door and Jessica started pouring our drinks.
"I hope you don't mind I brought Lafayette along," Tara said as I opened the door.
"Not at all," I said smiling. "Come on in."
9:00 PM
I was finishing my second margarita and was starting to feel it. I rarely drank, not because I didn't like to let loose and have a little fun every now and then, but because with Alex, I just didn't have the time. I had to put him first and me going out and partying obviously didn't do that.
"So Sookie, there's all kinds of rumors going around town about you and "Mr. Hot and Tattooed", also known as "the baby daddy". Are you going to spill or am I going to just have to ask you what the truth is?" Amelia asked as she took off her coat.
She had just arrived and she was already getting in my business. I knew this was going to happen. Don't get me wrong, I was so happy I wanted to shout it from the rooftops that I loved Eric Northman, we were sleeping together in the same room, no longer being careful, and were going to get married some day, but that didn't mean I wanted to play twenty questions about Sookie's and Eric's relationship.
"What do you want to know, Amelia?" I asked unenthusiastically as I got up and got another drink.
"Well, Sook, you just seem really happy. Almost too happy. I guess I just want to know what that hottie does to keep you that way."
"Amelia, we're not going there tonight! Sorry!"
Nope, no sex talk! That was none of their business, well, I might share it with Tara and Lafayette, but definitely not with Amelia. That girl couldn't keep her mouth shut if her jaws were wired together. One day, she'd be the one to fill Maxine Fortenberry's shoes as the Town Gossip Queen.
"Oh well! It was worth a try," she said smiling.
Tara cleared her throat and said, "Well, I think I can tell you how he keeps my girl happy."
Everyone started laughing as Tara told the story. I just sat back and finished my drink. This was quickly becoming "embarrass Sookie night".
Deciding it was time to hide, I went and got another drink. As I staggered back into the living room Tara was just finishing up her story.
"I was totally not expecting the view I got when I walked in to Sookie's room. As soon as I saw it, which was basically as soon as I walked in the room, I turned around and left," Tara said laughing. "I swear, that boy's packing. He has the biggest schlong I've ever seen!"
Amelia said, "Oh, so he's really hung, now I get it," as she smirked and nodded her head.
"You know, I always thought that boy was sex on a stick and now I know I was right!" Lafayette added.
A really fucking big stick," Tara laughed.
I tilted my head back and downed my drink, wondering just what I was getting myself into with this little girls' night.
10:00 PM
"Our first time was so heated; he just pounded me and came. He felt so bad afterward, but I didn't care," I slurred then took the last drink of my fifth margarita. Lafayette, promptly took my glass from my hand and headed to the kitchen for a refill as I continued, "I knew I'd eventually get mine. I was just happy to actually have sex. Real sex. Not with myself, not with my vibrator, and not Eric fingering me on the couch like a sixteen year old boy. The real fucking thing!"
"Girl, you are crazy!" Tara said laughing, "but I'm glad you finally got you some!"
"Yeah, it sounds like you needed it," Amelia giggled.
"Needed it. Fuck yeah, I needed it. It had been five years. That's a long damn time!"
"Five years?" Jessica questioned. "That's fucking crazy, Sookie. I know you were a single mom, but you weren't dead. Five years?"
"Not since Fuck-face, huh?" Lafayette questioned as he handed me my drink.
Fuck-face, that would be Rene. "Yep, not since Fuck-face, but let's talk about something else," I said as I took a sip of my drink. We were definitely in need of change of subject.
"So, when are y'all going to get married?" Amelia asked.
"I don't know. We've talked about it, but we haven't really made any plans. Eric's all about taking things slow and doing things "the right way", as he says," I said. I lowered my voice to sound like him as I said, "the right way". Everyone laughed at my impression.
"So, it sounds like you aren't too into taking things slow?" Amelia asked.
"Well, I've known he was the one since I was sixteen. I didn't always allow myself to believe it and I tried my damnedest to forget it for a really long time, but when he came back, there was no denying it. I thought it was a good idea at first, but now I just don't see the point."
"Sookie, I'm glad you two are happy," Amelia said as she stood up and walked toward me. She leaned down and hugged me and said, "I've got to get going, but it was great seeing you."
"It was good seeing you, too," I said as she started toward the door.
She laughed and added, "Oh, and Sookie ... enjoy that big ole schlong for me," as she left. All I could do was cover my face and shake my head.
11:00 PM
Tara and Lafayette had left shortly after Amelia and the guys would be home anytime. Jess and I sat on the couch and in our drunkenness we attempted to have a serious conversation.
"You know, Sook," Jessica slurred, "he really is good with the boys. Hoyt, Jr. loves him. You know how he's always called you his other mom?" I nodded. Hoyt, Jr. started calling me that when he was about seven. I guess it was because he spent so much time at our house. She continued, "Well, he's calling Eric his other dad now. He just thinks the world of him."
"Well, he is great," I slurred dreamily.
We both started laughing. I'm not sure how we thought we could actually have a real conversation at that point. We were both finishing up the last of the margaritas and by that time I'd lost count of how many I'd even had.
Eric's POV
Hoyt, the boy's, and I climbed into my Escalade around ten fifty-five. By eleven ten we were at the house. As we walked onto the porch I heard laughing coming from the living room. I opened the door to find Sookie and Jessica with margaritas in their hands.
"Did y'all have fun?" I asked laughing at how drunk they both obviously were. Sookie was slumped against the arm of the couch, Jessica was all laid out in the recliner, and they were both having problems controlling their laughter.
"Yeah, we did," Sookie giggled.
"Jess, you ready?" Hoyt asked as he walked in and over to her, extending his hand to help her up.
"We'll have to do this again sometime," Jessica said laughing.
"Yeah!" Sookie squealed.
I walked them to the door and watched as they went to the truck. As they got in Alex, who was still outside talking to Hoyt, Jr., said his goodbyes and came inside.
"Hey baby," Sookie slurred. She'd at least stopped laughing.
"Mom, are you okay?" Alex asked concerned.
"Yeah, baby. I'm great," she said smiling. "Never been better," she giggled.
"Alex, mom's fine, but I think it's time we all get to bed. Your Uncle Jason will be here tomorrow," I said firmly.
There wasn't really anything wrong with an adult getting drunk, but I didn't want Alex to think it was something to be taken lightly and I also wasn't sure how Sookie would feel about him seeing her that way, so I wanted him out of there.
"Dad, do I have to go to bed? I don't have school tomorrow."
"Alex, you don't have to go to sleep. You can stay up and watch TV or play games, but do it in your room, please."
"Okay, dad. Goodnight. I love y'all," he said as he walked into the hall toward his room.
"Sookie, can you make it to bed without me?" I asked glaring at her.
"Yeah, I think," she said as she tried to stand and fell right back down.
I laughed, rolled my eyes, and shook my head, then said, "Just stay there. I'll help you in a minute."
I went in the kitchen to get a glass of water for her and found the kitchen was a mess. I could tell that they were pretty drunk by the time they'd made the last batch of margaritas because there was a sticky mess all over the counter.
I took Sookie her water and then went and got her a couple aspirin from the bathroom. "Take these," I said handing her the aspirin. She took them from my hand and swallowed them. "You want some more water?"
"No, but bed would be good," she said.
"Well, I'm going to get the kitchen cleaned up, but we'll get you to bed first, if that's what you want. Do you want to try to walk or do you want me to carry you?"
"I'll walk," she slurred, "just give me a minute."
"Nope, not happening," I said as I scooped her up into my arms and carried her into our room. I laid her on the bed then went back to the kitchen.
Once the kitchen was clean I turned out the lights, locked up, and headed back to our room. Our room, I thought smiling. Things were really going well with Sookie and I couldn't have been happier.
I popped my head into Alex's room and noticed he was sleeping, but his Xbox and TV were still turned on. I slipped into his room, turned them off, then went back across the hall to find Sookie missing.
It only took a few seconds to realize she was in the bathroom. I knocked on the door and said, "Sookie, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be out in a minute. I'm fine," she slurred.
I stripped down to my boxers and crawled bed, patiently waiting for Sookie to join me. After a few minutes she came out of the bathroom, staggered over, and crawled into bed beside me.
"I love you, Eric," she said as she wrapped her arms around me and laid her head on my chest.
"I love you, too," I said then I kissed her on the top of her head, flipped off the lamp, and continued, "Get some sleep, my angel."
Sookie was out in no time, but I couldn't fall asleep. I was too excited. Everything was just so real now. Sookie and I were together and raising Alex. I had a son; a really great son and we were a family.
All of those things, I'd known for months, but I guess, since it was my first night in Sookie's bed and we were getting ready for our first holiday as a family it all hit home and became really real all at once.
I didn't want to disturb Sookie, but I knew I wasn't going to get to sleep any time soon, so I slid out of the bed and walked over to my underwear drawer. I quietly opened the drawer and pulled out a pack of Newports.
I wasn't a smoker, but while in prison, with no pot around, I found a cigarette was a great way to relax, so I kept a pack and every now and then if I needed a little help in the relaxation department, I smoked one.
Silently, I slipped out of the room and outside onto the porch where I took a seat on the swing. I put the cigarette in my mouth and lit it, savoring the minty sensation filling my lungs. I really was the luckiest man in the world, I thought.
I'd made so many mistakes in my life that it just seemed unbelievable that I would ever deserve a second chance at happiness and to do the right thing, but somehow, that's exactly what I was getting and I knew that I'd have to work harder than I'd ever had to, to make sure that my second chances continued.
The past three months had been far from easy. Sookie, Alex, and I had been through a lot. Hell, Alex barely even spoke to me for one of them, but we all got through it. We'd all had to face a lot of things that were painful, to say the least, but in doing so, I knew that I was really becoming a better person, a good father, and a real man. I was becoming a better version of myself. Someone that Alex could look up to and that Sookie could love and that was the most wonderful feeling that I'd ever felt.
I took another puff off of my cigarette and realized it was down to the filter. I stamped it out and decided it was time to go inside and try to get some sleep. After locking up, I quietly crawled back into bed with Sookie. I spooned up behind her and wrapped my arm tightly around her.
"Eric, where'd you go?" she asked groggily. "You smell like cigarettes."
"I'm sorry," I said. "I can go take a shower or brush my teeth if you want."
"No," she said as she rolled over to face me. "It's okay," she added as she put her arm around me, "but I would like you to kiss me."
I leaned in bringing my lips to hers and too quickly, I found myself grinding against her as my tongue begged for entry into her mouth.
After a few moments she pulled away slightly and moaned, "Eric, I want to feel your big, hard cock inside me."
My eyes went wide and I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I'd certainly never heard Sookie talk like that before, but I must admit, I definitely fucking liked it and I thought she should do it much more often.
She definitely wasn't one to talk dirty, I mean, she always seemed to know exactly what she wanted and wasn't really afraid to ask for it, but for the most part she was pretty reserved and very PG when it came to talking about sex. That's not to say that she wasn't more than willing to try new and sometimes semi-kinky things in bed, but they were always my suggestions.
"Sookie, what's gotten into you?" I questioned, then I realized it was the alcohol talking and not actually her.
"Nothing yet," she answered, "but hopefully you will be soon." Fuck me!
"Sookie, you're drunk. We should just go to sleep," I pleaded. She was killing me!
"Come on baby," she begged as she palmed, no, she grabbed my dick through my boxers.
"Oh shit!" Why is she doing this to me?
"Oh, baby, you are more than ready," she purred. I am going to have to fuck her, that is all there is to it, I thought.
I had never made a habit of sleeping with drunk women, not to say it never happened, but it wasn't something I did a lot, for obvious reasons, however, this was Sookie, my girlfriend and the mother of my child, and frankly, she had me so turned on I didn't know I I'd ever turn off, so I did the only thing I could. I got up, shut the door, took off my boxers, and crawled back in the bed. "If we do this, we have to be quiet," I whispered. "Alex is asleep across the hall." She nodded.
We'd had sex more times than I could count since we'd been together, but we'd always either done it upstairs or when Alex wasn't home so we'd never had to worry about noise before. The last thing I wanted was for Alex to hear us, so I decided that we were really going to have to re-evaluate our living situation after the holidays. I was going to suggest to Sookie that after Thanksgiving, we move Alex upstairs and away from the master bedroom.
She sat up and took off her shirt as I straddled her legs, slipped my fingers inside the elastic of her panties, and slid them down. When I had them off of her I tossed them aside, I crawled up her body until we were face to face.
"Turn around, Lover," I breathed before roughly kissing her.
"Mmm ... okay," she said as she got up on her knees and turned around. Once her back was to me, as she bent over onto her hands, she cocked her head over her shoulder and pouted, "I guess I was a very bad girl tonight," then batted her fucking eyelashes at me.
I actually pinched myself because I was sure I had to be dreaming. It was like my most desired fantasy was coming true. I'd tried talking dirty to her before, but she almost always got embarrassed and shut me down and now she was the one that started it. I had to play along because I wasn't sure how long it would last or if I'd wake up.
"Yes, you were a very bad girl," I said huskily, smirking as I rubbed my hand along her dripping folds. "Now, I have to punish you. Do you want me to punish you, Lover?" I purred as I grabbed her hips and slammed into her until I was fully sheathed inside of her warmth. Yep, this is definitely going to be fun, I thought as I pounded away at her.
"If this is punishment then I want it, baby. Give it to me," she moaned.
She was starting to moan and it was getting a little on the loud side and it wasn't just "ohs" and "ahs"; it was getting a bit on the vulgar side. I couldn't help smiling as I pounded away at her because she really seemed to be enjoying the little game we were playing and I was really enjoying it too. I decided to take it a step further because if she got much louder Alex would be running into our room to make sure she was okay and we definitely couldn't have that and also because it would simply be fun.
I grabbed her hair and wrapped it around my hand. I lightly pulled her up by it as I leaned forward until we met and my chest was touching her back. I brought my mouth to her ear and flicked her lobe with my tongue, all the while I continued pounding myself in and out of her. "Quiet, Lover," I quietly commanded while I covered her mouth with my free hand.
When I covered her mouth, she really started to get off. She bucked back against every movement I made and met me thrust for thrust, driving me deeper and deeper, until I completely lost control. I had no clue where I was, who I was, or what I was even doing. My primal, animalistic self took over. All I could hear were grunts and the sound of my hips smacking against Sookie's perfect round ass.
I no longer cared if we were loud and honestly couldn't tell you if we were. It was almost as if I was in a trance, a fucktrance, and I was pretty sure Sookie was there, too. I was caught up in the feelings of pleasure, the fact that I loved Sookie and she was mine, and maybe even the urge to procreate.
My body did what came naturally and so did hers until we both exploded. I felt her walls quivering around me as the gentle vibrations milked me of my release. She collapsed and I collapsed on top of her.
I was still inside of her when the doorknob started to turn and we heard, "Mom, dad." Talk about a buzz kill. I reached behind me and grabbed the sheets just in time to cover us, "Are y'all okay?" Alex asked with a concerned look on his face.
I was still inside of her and on top of her back. It had to be obvious what we'd been doing, even to him. I didn't know what to do or say and I figured I'd let Sookie take this one. Besides, I figured if we couldn't talk our way out of this one, I'd be the one having the sex talk with him in the morning. Fuck, I needed to have one with him anyway and was not looking forward it.
Sookie's POV
Thankfully, the incredibly hot fucksex and orgasm sobered me up because apparently Eric was going to make me take this one. "Baby, we're fine. We were just ... uh ... talking. Go back to bed."
"Are you sure? You were really loud and you both sounded like you were hurt."
"We were wrestling," Eric chimed in. Really, wrestling; was he serious?
"Dad, you're naked! I'm sorry," Alex said as he ran out of the room.
That was when Eric and I realized that the sheet had slid down. He definitely knew what we were doing if he didn't before.
"Eric, you need to talk to him," I said. He was still on my back and inside of me a little and he wasn't budging.
"Can't I just wait until in the morning?" he begged.
"Eric," I chided.
"Sookie, he's embarrassed, I'm embarrassed. I'm sure you're embarrassed. I think we need a night to let this sink in."
"Eric, you have to go talk to him. At least feel him out. If he seems like he doesn't want to talk then wait until tomorrow, but make it clear to him that you are going to talk."
"Okay," he said as he finally got off of me and slid on his boxers. "Do you think I should wear a shirt? Yeah, I think I should due to the subject. And maybe some shorts too."
He was rambling. I felt bad for him. I was glad I didn't have to go anywhere near that conversation. The fact that Eric had come back into our lives when he did kept me from ever having to.
"I'm going now," he said, once he was dressed. He quickly kissed me on the cheek and said, "Wish me luck," as he walked out the door.
Eric's POV
I knocked on Alex's door. "Alex, I need to talk to you." He didn't respond. "Alex, you can't avoid this. We are having this conversation. If you don't want to do it now, I understand, but we are going to have it." Believe me I understood. I didn't even want to have this particular conversation any time soon.
After a few minutes, he opened his door then walked back over to his bed and sat down. Both of us were quiet for a while. Finally, not knowing what else to say, but knowing that one of us needed to say something, I simply said, "What do you want to know? You can ask me anything and I promise I'll answer you truthfully."
"Dad, was that sex?" Fuck, I didn't expect him to be quite so open so quickly. "I mean, were you and mom having sex when I walked in?"
"Alex, I think you know the answer to that question already. Is there anything you want to know about sex? Or even better, how about you tell me what you know about sex?" I knew what Sookie had told me he knew, but I suspected he knew more.
"Dad!"
"I'm serious, Alex. If I don't know what you know, then I won't know what you need to know. There's no reason for you to feel embarrassed." Yeah fucking right, I was embarrassed as hell right now.
He sat there for a few minutes, staring at his hands. "Alex," I finally said to break to the uncomfortable silence, "Do you want to do this tomorrow?" He shook his head. "Do you want to do this at all?" He shook his head again. I couldn't help but laugh because I felt the exact same way.
"Alex, I'm your dad. I'm here for you, especially for things like this. I want you to feel like you can talk to me about sex or anything else, for that matter," I said desperately, not knowing what else to say.
"Dad, it feels good, right? I mean, it's just not to make babies like mom told me, it's supposed to feel good?"
Great, he went for the hardest question there was to answer. How was I supposed to explain that it feels better than anything else he could ever experience without making him think it was okay to go out and do it?
"Yeah," I said nervously. "It does feel good ... uh ... when you do it with the right person; someone you love very much." Or any other person for that matter.
"Then why did it sound like you and mom were hurting each other? Do you and mom not love each other?"
"We love each other very much," I said smiling, "and I'm honestly not sure what you heard, but I can assure you we were not hurting each other." Far from it. One day you'll understand, I thought. "I'm sorry you had to hear that, by the way. It was totally wrong of your mom and I to put you in that position."
"I didn't mean to bust in on you, but I heard all those loud noises and I didn't know what was going on."
"It's okay, I understand," I said, placing my hand on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "You only wanted to make sure we were alright and that was okay, but from now on you need to knock if the door's shut, got it," I said smiling.
He smiled and said, "I will from now on, I don't ever want to see that again."
"Hey, how do you think you got here?" I knew that grossed him out. It still grossed me out to think of my parents that way and I was a grown man with a kid of my own.
"Dad!"
"Well, it's true. What else do you want to know?"
Alex and I talked for a couple more hours. Just as I had suspected, he knew a lot more than Sookie had thought, but a lot of what he knew was very basic and not completely accurate. I was glad I'd been able to clarify a few things for him and that I'd also been able to find out that he hadn't had any sexual experiences, other than with his own hand. Actually, he told me he'd never even kissed anyone. Needless to say, I was very relieved.
I found that most of his questions weren't so much about sex, but rather, masturbation. Given his age that didn't really surprise me, but what did was that he was so misinformed about it. Apparently, he'd discovered it and enjoyed it, but had heard that it was dirty and a sin from a friend.
I nipped that in the bud as soon as he told me. I wanted to make sure he knew that it was okay to do; that it was completely natural and even healthy. I even told him that I did it sometimes.
It really pissed me off that one of his friend's, bible-thumping parents had the nerve to tell their kid that. I mean, I wasn't against religion, but I was for respecting other people's beliefs. As a matter of fact, when he asked me about having sex before marriage, instead of telling him that waiting was a crock of shit, which it was in my opinion, I told him that it was an individual choice and that there was no right or wrong answer. I made sure he knew that waiting until marriage was okay, but that waiting to do it with the person you loved was really what mattered.
Alex yawned and I knew he was getting tired and so was I. I glanced over and noticed that it was three fifteen and said, "Alex, it's getting really late. We need to get some sleep." I yawned myself, and continued, "If you have any more questions I'm here. Don't be afraid to ask, but for now, let's call it a night."
Sookie's POV
I was standing at the stove frying bacon when I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist from behind.
"Good morning," Eric purred into my ear before kissing me on the cheek. "How do you feel this morning?"
Fucking mortified! I thought. Not only because Alex had walked in on us, but also because I all too clearly remembered every single word I'd said to Eric while I was drunk.
"I'm fine," I said very unconvincingly while I flipped the bacon. "How'd your talk go? I tried to wait up for you, but I only made it until around two thirty."
"It went really good," he said smiling. "You'll be happy to know that Alex has only ever had sex with himself, in fact, he's never even kissed anyone."
"He actually told you all of that." I was shocked. I couldn't believe he'd opened up that much and so easily. "It was that easy?" I asked as I put a couple pieces of bread in the toaster.
"Yeah, it was," Eric said as he poured a cup of coffee. "It surprised me, too."
"What else did he say?" I asked, hoping that I wasn't cutting in on some father/son secrecy pact they had going.
"Well," he said laughing, "in a nutshell, he said since we make each other feel good and show our love for each other through sex, he doesn't mind if we keep doing it, even if we're not trying to make him a brother or sister, which he really wants by the way, but he doesn't ever want to see it or hear it again."
I started laughing hysterically as the toaster dinged. I removed the toast and put in a couple more slices and asked, "What exactly did you tell him?"
"I asked him if he had any questions and I answered them censored, yet truthfully," he laughed.
"Oh," I said as I flipped the bacon one more time. I really hoped his definition of censored was the same as mine.
"There is one more thing," Eric said. "It's actually something I decided to talk to you about last night, well, right after I told you we had to be quiet, but I ended up talking to Alex about it first, during our talk and he thought it was a good idea."
"What is it? Should I be nervous?" Because I was, whether I needed to be or not.
Eric smirked and said, "There's no reason for you to be nervous. We just thought that maybe it would be a good idea for him to move upstairs after Thanksgiving, for the sake of all our privacy."
That does sound like a good idea, especially after what he heard and walked in on last night," I said cringing. "We were doing so good, staying quiet, until the very end, too," I giggled.
"About that Sookie, last night was ... uh ... very ... different," he said. I could tell he was trying to carefully choose his words. "You were different," he added with a smirk.
I couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth in my drunken state. The margaritas had definitely affected my verbal filter. I just hoped that Eric didn't think I was too trashy. I looked down at the ground as I said, "Yeah, about that, I'm sorry."
Eric walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders forcing me to look at him as he said, "Sookie, no! Don't you ever say you are sorry for that. I loved every single minute of it. I just hope I wasn't too rough with you. If I was, then I'm sorry."
I could feel my cheeks turning red because of what I was about to say, but I had to say it. Fuck, if I couldn't say what I was about to say to Eric, then honestly, there was a serious problem. He was my boyfriend, the father of my son, and the man I planned on marrying. I really should be able to tell him anything and not need tequila to do it.
"Eric, I liked it that way. Trust me, you didn't hurt me," I stammered.
"Sookie, you don't have to be embarrassed," he said as he touched my cheek.
"Morning," Alex interrupted as he walked in the kitchen.
"Hey sweetie," I said smiling.
"Good morning," Eric said.
"Hey baby, your dad and I have some errands to run today. Will you be okay by yourself for a few hours?"
Alex's birthday was in two days and Eric and I were going out to Shreveport this afternoon to go shopping. Eric also had a special surprise planned and Alex was absolutely going to love it.
"Yeah, mom, I'll be fine," he said. "When does Uncle Jason get here?"
"I talked to him earlier. He had to go to work this morning for a little bit. He won't be here until around dinner time," I said as I made Eric and Alex each a plate of bacon and toast. "I'm going to go jump in the shower. What time's your appointment Eric?"
"It's not until noon. We have plenty of time," he assured me.
"Okay, well, I'm going to go get ready," I said as I hunkered down between them, placing my arms around the backs of their chairs and kissed both of them on the cheek before I left the room.
So, any guesses on what Eric's surprise for Alex is?