A/N And here is another chapter. There is a little bit of lemon zest is this chapter that i hope you all enjoy. I know it might seem fast, but this is a whole different Sookie and a normal oppurtunistic Eric. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think because i love it:)

The house was dark and quiet when I drove up the driveway a little after eleven. I opened my mind up to check for anybody close by. I sensed one void in the woods and I started to panic until I realized that might be my protection for the night. I wasn't about to take any chances though.

I pulled my makeshift weapon out from under the seat. I gripped it tight in one hand and my keys in the other. I got out of the car and raced up to the back door. I fumbled with my keys, but was able to get the door open. I had barely had it open when I heard a voice behind me. "Hello Sookie."

I calmed down when I recognized the voice and turned around and found Pam standing there. "Hey Pam."

She zipped up onto the porch beside me and I could see her looking and smelling my weapon. "Silver. You are pretty smart for a breather."

"Um, thanks Pam. How long have you been here?"

"Not long. I went sniffing around your house and I smelled Compton all around." I could feel the blood drain from my face. "It wasn't from tonight, but it was recent."

I could feel any fear that I'd had before turn to anger building inside of me. I wanted to storm across the cemetery and stick this silver knife right through Bill Compton's eye. "Has he been anywhere close to the house tonight?"

"It doesn't seem so, but it is still early for a vampire. I will be out here until almost dawn. No harm will come to you tonight."

"Thank you Pam." She bowed her head slightly, then disappeared into the darkness.

I went inside, closing and locking the door behind me, then made my way into my room. I changed out of my dress and into one of Jason's old t-shirts. I went to the bathroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth, then went back to my room and curled up in my bed.

I had an entirely different reason for not being able to sleep tonight. I kept going over Eric Northman's offer in my mind. Would it really be so bad to move to Shreveport especially if it meant being closer to him? And working at Fangtasia wouldn't be much different from working at Merlotte's, except there would be better eye candy. I'm not saying that Sam is a dog or anything in the looks department, but he was no Eric Northman. And it wasn't like I was moving to another state, just another city. I was only like a forty-five minute drive away and I could come back and visit whenever I wanted and with Eric finding somebody to watch out for Gran I would have one less thing to worry about.

But was I ready to give up my life here in Bon Temps to a vampire no matter how hot he was? I wouldn't be his slave, but I would still be indebted to him for who knows how long. And I had a feeling that no matter what I really decided Eric Northman would not be taking no for an answer. But did I really want to tell him no to anything he might offer?

I couldn't take laying in bed any longer. I needed to make a rational decision and to do that I needed to make a list of the pros and cons of accepting his offer. I grabbed a notebook from my nightstand and a pen and I went out into the kitchen.

I sat down at the table, opened my notebook to a blank page and drew a line down the middle and wrote pros and cons at the top. Pro: I wouldn't have to go to New Orleans against my will and work for the queen. Con: I would still have to move away from my home and work for a vampire. Pro: I'd finally be getting out on my own. Con: I would be leaving Gran behind. Pro: the wonderful peace that the vampires offered with their voids. Con: can I really trust these vampires?

That last con made me pause in my thinking. I didn't know Eric or Pam hardly at all, but did I trust them? The answer was very simple: yes I did trust them. I had no reason to, but I did. Pam was here at my house looking out for me when she didn't need to, then with Eric, I just got that good feeling from him. Unless he gave me a reason not to, I was going to trust him.

As I was thinking about things, I realized that I had a lot of questions that I needed answered so that I could make my decision. I needed and wanted to talk to Eric again. I went into my room and got his card from my purse and went back into the kitchen grabbing the cordless phone on my way.

I sat back down and flipped to another piece of paper and started writing out my questions. I left room for me to write down my answers and read them over twice to make sure that I had everything that I wanted to ask. When I was sure I dialed Eric's cell phone. "Northman."

"Um hello Mr. Northman. This is Sookie Stackhouse calling."

"Well, Miss Stackhouse, to what to I owe the pleasure of this phone call?"

"I had some questions that I need answered before I can make my decision." I realized as I was speaking how rude I was being. "I'm sorry, I'm not interrupting anything important an I?"

"No, I am at you disposal. Please, ask away."

"Well, first of all, where would I be living? Would I have an apartment, or would some other arrangement be made?"

"How would feel about living with me? I would most certainly be able to keep you safe in that arrangement."

My panties were soaked just from the sound of his voice. I wanted to scream "YES I'LL LIVE WITH YOU AS LONG AS YOU FUCK ME INTO OBLIVION!" Since I try not to cuss that was definitely not like me. I needed to try to control myself. "Um, as tempting as that may be, I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Am I tempting to you Miss Stackhouse?"

Oh Shit! Open mouth, insert foot moment. "Um, oh, I didn't mean…"

"Because you are tempting to me as well."

I didn't know what to say to that. Did he really mean what he just said? I don't think that he would have say that if he didn't mean it. "Well. I guess that my telepathy would be tempting to anyone."

"I'm not talking about your telepathy, I'm talking about you."

"Are you trying to seduce me Mr. Northman?"

"Is it working Miss Stackhouse?"

My brain was screaming YES!, but I managed to control my mouth. "I think that it would be better to keep things strictly professional between us Mr. Northman." By professional my mind meant Eric in a three piece suit in his office with me as his secretary and bent over his desk with my skirt around my waist and him pounding me from behind. Oh my God! Where did that come from. I quickly pushed that thought from my head no matter how much I really didn't want to.

"Of course Miss Stackhouse, but you will yield to me eventually."

I didn't quite know what that meant, but I didn't hate it. "Maybe I should get back to asking my questions."

"Of course, please continue."

"Um, I know that you will be protecting me, but will I still be paid as a waitress? I would definitely want to waitress if I do decide to accept your offer. Keeping busy helps me focus better."

"Of course. I pay my employees very well, plus you keep any tips you receive and we also have a very good health insurance plan." Wow! That was something that I'd never had before. I didn't get sick very often, but it never hurts to be prepared.

Now the next question on my list was one that I was a bit afraid of asking, but I had to know the answer no matter what. "Will I be expected to let vampires in the bar bite me?"

"There is no biting allowed in my bar. After work is a different story, but since you have at least one vampire after you, I would recommend that you not let anyone bite you, except me of course."

The thought of him biting me sent a shiver through me and not a bad one, but I was still curious about the biting. "Does it hurt when you bite someone?"

"That depends on the vampire. If they are particularly cruel, they can make their bite very painful, but I personally am not like that at all."

"How do you bite Mr. Northman?"

"Oh I am the complete opposite Miss Stackhouse. My bites are extremely pleasant, both for myself and the one who I am biting." His voice went very deep as he spoke and I was becoming extremely aroused. I couldn't stop myself from slipping my hand under my shirt, but kept it out of my panties. "I also take great pleasure in relaxing my donors. I will gently rub my hand up and down their arms and neck, then follow with my lips on their neck. I will kiss the spot that I am going to bite over and over." I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips or my hand from finally slipping into my panties. I was incredibly wet and getting even wetter as he continued to speak. "As my lips are on their neck I will slide my hands under their shirt and gently stroke and fondle their breasts." Oh God I wished I had a third hand at that moment. I also wished that I was in Eric's office with him or that he was here with me so much. I wanted his lips and his hands on me more than anything.

"Oh God Eric, what else would you do?" I was stroking my wet slit and I could feel a warm tingling sensation building in my lower belly and I wanted more of Eric's words.

"Are you touching yourself Sookie?"

I loved the sound of his name on my lips and in that moment I lost the last bit of sanity that I still had. "Yes I am. Please keep talking to me Eric. Just the sound of your voice does things to me that I have never felt before. Please keep talking to me. What would you do next?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone. I was about to ask if he was still there when he started speaking again. "I would really want to make my donor feel good before I would bite. I would slide my hand up her legs to between her thighs. I'll slide her panties aside if she's wearing any at all and I will usually find her dripping wet. Are you dripping wet Sookie?"

"Oh yes!" I had no control over my mouth or hell over my whole body at this point.

"I would then run my fingers up and down her wet slit, then rub against her throbbing clit. I would rub and stroke her until she's at the point of orgasm, then I would sink my fangs into her soft flesh sending her over the edge to her orgasmic bliss."

"Oh fuck Eric!" I moaned loud and long as I experienced my own orgasm. I had touched myself before, but it had never been anything like this. My fingers and panties were soaked and my entire body was trembling.

"Did you just have an orgasm Sookie?"

"Oh yes, the best that I have ever had."

"Well, that is definitely the first time that I have ever given a woman the best orgasm she has ever had without even being in the room. Imagine what it would be like if we were in the same room together."

I did let those thoughts flow into my mind as well as my sanity flowing back into me. Oh my God! What the hell did I just do? I quickly pulled my hand out of my panties and ran over to the sink and washed my hands. I could feel the heat rushing to my face and I knew that I had to say something. "Mr. Northman, I am so sorry. I don't know what got into me."

"You have nothing to apologize for and I wouldn't mind being inside of you whenever you want."

I was starting to get hot all over again at his words. I needed to end this conversation quickly no matter how many questions I still had before I did something I would regret. "It's very late Mr. Northman and I need to get to bed."

"Would you like me to come and join you Miss Stackhouse?"

I wanted to say yes and I just barely stopped myself. "Goodnight Mr. Northman." I hung up the phone with out waiting for his response. I knew that it was rude to hang up on him, but I was afraid I would beg him to come here and join me in my bed. I don't know what was wrong with me when it came to Eric Northman. I couldn't seem to control myself. I had to push those thoughts out of my mind.

I grabbed my notebook, put the phone back on the charger and went back to my room. I put my notebook full of unanswered questions on my nightstand and I got a pair of panties out of my dresser, then went into the bathroom to clean up.

I slid off my soaked panties and tossed them into the hamper. I grabbed a washcloth and wet it with warm water. I wiped awake the wetness between my legs and discovered that I was still sensitive after my amazing orgasm. My mind brought forth images of Eric and I could feel myself becoming aroused again. I quickly pushed those thoughts away, cleaned myself up and slid on my clean panties.

I went back into my room and curled up in my bed. I closed my eyes so that sleep would take over me, but the only thing that I could see and think about was images of Eric Northman. This was frustrating me in more ways than one. "Oh hell." I decided that it was easier to go with it than to fight it, then maybe I could sleep.

I turned onto my back and slid my hand back into my panties. I closed my eyes and let my imagination take over. I imagined that it was me that Eric was preparing to bite. We were sitting together on his leather sofa in his office and I was sitting between his legs with my back pressed against his chest. He was running his hand up and down my arms and kissing my neck with his perfect lips. He quickly moved his hands under my blouse to caress my breasts. It was almost as if I was really with him.

In my imagination he moved his hand down my body over my leg and into my panties while I sped up stroking myself and I came hard as I imagined him sinking his fangs into me. It wasn't as good as when I could hear Eric's voice, but it was enough to make me sleepy. I turned onto my side and curled up hugging my pillow and I was soon asleep with thoughts of the sex god Eric Northman in my mind and dreams.