A/N: Man, I knew I wasn't going to get this up in time for you all and I apologize that it is a bit late. I have been a very busy girl this week. I hope that you all enjoy this chappy. I just love writing for Lafayette.

Please excuse any mistakes for they are all mine.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, Charlaine Harris does.

SPOV

I smacked Lafayette in the arm and Eric coughed trying to hide his laugh as he scooted out of his seat. Eric gestured for Lafayette to take his seat and whispered to me that he was going to chat with Pam. I continued glaring at Lafayette, making sure he knew I was not going to let him get away with his unnecessary comment.

"I don't need to be a mind reader to know what your thinkin' little girl. So just shut your trap before you start catchin' flies." Lafayette purred and I continued to glare. "Or do you want me to bring lover boy back? I'm sure he would be more than willing to stick something in your pie hole."

My mouth closed with an audible click and I actually had to stifle a giggle determined to keep my angry façade. "Shut up, Lafayette." I retorted ingeniously.

"Seriously, are you two ever going to do the deed?"

"Gah!!" I growled. "Just leave it alone. He doesn't feel the same way about me as I do him." I confessed.

"Are you kidding me? That boy is head over heels in love with you, girl." He said with a dramatic hand gesture and a snap. I shook my head before he continued. "He took a bullet for you. That's fucking love, whether he wants to admit it or not."

I snorted and rolled my eyes before speaking. "I know that he loves me in his own way, but the way I feel for him…" I trailed off, my words having failed me. "I just don't know if I can give myself to him any more than I already have."

"So you're afraid." Lafayette concluded.

I shrugged and looked around the room, deflecting the question, even though I knew he was right. I was terrified that if I decided to go all the way with Eric that it would somehow connect me to him further and give him more ways to hurt me if we were to ever break up. I knew that if things ended badly between us, then it would feel as if my heart had been ripped out. I didn't even want to imagine what it would feel like if I gave myself to him fully. I shuddered at the mere thought.

"Afraid." Lafayette muttered so low I almost didn't hear him. "In for a penny, in for a pound. That's what my Pops used to say."

I snickered. "Well, I must admit that I do have a hard time keeping my hands off him."

"Girl, if that boy swung my way, my hands and mouth, for that matter, would be a permanent attachment to all of his body parts. He would have to surgically remove my ass just to go to the bathroom. Hell, I think I might even wanna join him for that shit." Lafayette ran his fingers over his chest and pinched his nipples to accentuate his statement.

I threw my head back and laughed. I laughed so hard it hurt my ribs, but I didn't care. It had been too long since I had a good laugh. Especially since I had been all emotional and broody the past couple of weeks.

Lafayette squeezed my hand trying to reassure me before he took his leave. I watched Eric as he conversed with Pam in, what looked to be, a rather heated conversation. But that was not what held my attention.

With everything that had transpired this evening I hadn't even noticed how utterly edible Eric looked. His dark slim fit jeans hung so low that they probably should have been illegal. His black button-up shirt was left open at the top, allowing a hint of the blond hairs to peak through. If he shifted just right, I could see a hint of the 'V' that led to his treasure below. I moistened my lips subconsciously as I stared at him with the most sinful thoughts shifting through my imagination.

Now that I had noticed, I knew it was going to be a really, long, difficult night.

How can I relatively inexperienced woman, such as I, want a man so ruthlessly, so perversely? I seriously could picture myself ripping his shirt off, licking, kissing and sucking every piece of flesh I could get to and still needing more.

How, in the hell, was I supposed to keep my hands off of him now?

EPOV

I chose to ignore Lafayette's comment and take the easy way out. Since Pam had made her way out of the office, I took the opportunity to use her as an excuse to get away from the awkward situation. Lafayette always says the things that are on his mind and I knew Sookie was going to give him shit for what he said, so I tried to make it a little less difficult for her.

I made my way over to the bar, where Pam was standing, ignoring the annoyed look on her face as she rolled her eyes in my direction. I waved to Amelia, who was working behind the bar, and ordered another drink.

"Brother." Pam spat and I raised an eyebrow at her, silently wondering what the hell her problem was. "How is the shoulder healing?"

"It's getting there." I responded honestly. Though it mostly felt like it was healing great, it still hurt like a mother fucker if I lifted too much weight or turned it just the right way. Pam muttered something under her breath and I took it as an opportunity to fish out her issues. "How are things with you?"

"Well, they will be much better when I get my sous back and it would be beyond fan-fucking-tastic if you would get your shit together and tell her you love her already." Pam's voice held no emotion so her words confused me.

I stared at her mouth agape for a long minute before I remembered how to speak in sentences again. "What the hell, Pam? How do you even know about that? And what do you mean tell her? I don't even know how I feel about her, much less if I love her."

"Oh yeah, so you just go around getting shot for people you don't love? Better yet, you let a woman move into your home and you don't love her? How about this, you get your head out of your ass and get the fuck back to reality. Because in this reality your heart knows what the hell it wants and how it feels and if your head doesn't catch up soon you're going to end up losing her." Her voice was calm but held plenty of emotion.

Leave it to Pam to render me utterly speechless. I continued to stare at her unable to speak for a number of complicated reasons.

One of which was, I knew she was right. I tried not to dwell on that, because it kept ending badly. I didn't want to lose Sookie and I certainly didn't want to lose her through any fault of my own. If I didn't, as Pam said, get my shit together, she would eventually wise up and move along. My heart felt like it would erupt from my chest at the simple thought.

I knew I wanted her and not just physically, though I did want her physically to an almost painful degree. But I was certain that after tonight's conversation she would most definitely see any confessions of feelings on my part as an attempt to have her physically and that was just not something I was willing to do.

I would not risk our relationship with my physical desires nor would I risk it confessing my feelings for her too soon. I was at an impasse, an impasse of the worst fucking kind.

I would have to make sure that she knew how I felt about her without getting physical in any way. Which, looking at Sookie from across the room, could prove to be the most difficult thing I had ever done.

Sookie was so unbelievably beautiful that just being near her made me want her physically on some level. Hell, just thinking about her made me desire her in the most animalistic of ways. The way she was damn near eye-fucking me from across the room, led me to believe that this was going to be one extremely long night.

I had nothing to say to Pam. So, without another word from her, I made my way back to the table where Sookie was already picking at her meal.

We ate in a relatively peaceful silence, but the looks that Sookie kept giving me out of the corner of her eyes, were enough to cause my dick to twitch to life in my pants. My fingers were itching to push the stray locks of hair of her collar bone and feel the goose flesh form beneath them at the action. The night was going to be long and hard in a very painful and literal way.

I paid for our meal and after we said our goodbye's we made our way back to the apartment. Sookie rested her hand atop my thigh, seemingly absentmindedly, but I had to stifle a groan at the contact. My every nerve ending seemed to be a live wire. Maybe it was all in my head but I could even feel the swell of her breasts with every breath she took, suffocating me further.

We finally made it back and I welcomed the open air as if I had held my head under water for hours. I was quite literally drowning in Sookie moments ago, so the space that was between us as we made our way to the elevator was refreshing.

We stepped in the elevator and Sookie was on me so fast I didn't see it coming. I groaned audibly as she pressed her tiny frame against mine and pinned me against the elevator wall. Her teeth were nipping at the sensitive spot just below my ear as she fumbled with the remaining buttons of my shirt. I was already straining against the zipper of my pants, but when she decided to forego undoing the buttons and went straight to ripping said fabric, I had the fleeting notion that the impression from my zipper would permanently be imbedded in the flesh of my cock.

Sookie continued licking and nibbling her way down my chest and her hot, moist little mouth felt so unbearably good on my bare skin, I could have lost my load at the sensation. As it was, a strangled moan escaped my throat and I was clawing frantically at the thin fabric of her dress. If I were to let the animal take over for even a second he would have sent the damn thing flying in shreds of red fabric and thread.

I was so wrapped in my thoughts and focusing on not pillaging Sookie that I didn't hear the elevator door open. Sookie heard it however, and with a strength that I was unaware she had, she pushed me out of the doors and down the hall, fumbling the keys out of my pocket in the process.

We stumbled in the door a mass of flailing limbs and flying clothing, none of which were hers. The back of my knees hit the bed and before I could stop her we had tumbled down and she was crawling her way up my nearly naked form. All that had survived hurricane Sookie were my boxer-briefs and I silently thanked the gods that I had not opted to go commando today.

Her mouth found mine and all coherent and sane thoughts escaped me. It was just her and I and the way her body felt against mine. It was heaven and hell and I would gladly give myself to her in either location. Sookie's hand found its way into my boxers and when she wrapped her hot little hand around my shaft I actually squealed at the contact. Not like a manly squeal, but like a little girl scared of the monster in her closet sort of squeal. But fuck if that shit didn't feel like heaven.

I was losing my resistance more and more with each touch and kiss she was giving me and the feel of the expansion of her chest with every breath she took caused her nipples to rub against my chest in a most tantalizing way. It was looking more and more like I wasn't going to be able to stop her.

I spoke forcefully and I could have cried when the words came out of my mouth. "Stop!" My body resisted my words and was still responding to her as she moaned against my neck.

God, I didn't want to stop. What the hell was I thinking? Something that felt that fucking good could not be wrong, right? Shit! "No Sookie, stop!" I accentuated my words by pushing her away from me. Even though it was only a slight distance, my body hated the separation and I nearly whined aloud at the loss.

"Eric, I want you inside me. No, I need you inside me." Sookie damn near growled and I'll be damned if that noise she made in her throat didn't reverberate in my cock.

I shook my head. "No, we can't." I moaned which wasn't convincing even to my own ears.

Sookie snickered and made her way down to hover above my straining boxers. With, what could only be described as, superhuman speed, she had my underwear off and I was encased completely in her hot little mouth.

"Oh god, Sookie. Fuuuck!" I groaned as my eyes rolled into the back of my skull and my back arched completely off the bed.

A/N: Yeah, I soooo left it there. Sorry, I love you all and I will update soon, before Christmas if things go as planned. I am hoping too, anyway.

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